Hey, you! The mom of that twelve-year-old boy who leers like some fifty-year-old drunken uncle. Start teaching him that no means no. Right Fucking Now. You should have been teaching him this already. Teach him that consent is as real as the shoes on his feet and the laces he ties in double-knots. Teach him … Continue reading On Consent – In a Seventh Grade Classroom
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You said you loved me but I should be quiet because sometimes love rides on electric pulses carried to secret places where it burns hot and rings like church bells on Sunday morning. You wash your sheets and the guilt from your cock, you wipe the walls and your mouth and drop a clean kiss … Continue reading I Wrote It All Down
Thank you, Candice.
The thing about Nicole Lyons is …. There are too many things
about Nicole Lyons and nothing about her is sufficient to encompass all that
she is and will be.
She’s more than words. But she is without doubt the fiery
mistress of words. She knows the power within words. She knows the spells behind
words. She can inhabit a word and possess it and then give it back to you, with
her own unique signature upon it.
How she has that mastery I don’t know, but single-handedly she’s
responsible for new genres that she alone OWNS.
So, when her publishers send me an advance copy of The
Lithium Chronicles Vol. 1., to review, I get a little light-headed and vacillate
between two tactics; Going completely fan-girl overboard and trying to stay
professional. I think I’ll go completely fan-girl overboard.
The cover alone has a claim to magnificence. And it’s…
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We're live on Amazon! Thanks to Christine & Kindra of Indie Blu(e) Publishing for taking a chance on me. Grab your copy of The Lithium Chronicles: Volume One HERE
To say I have been a fan over everything Jacqueline Cioffa has ever written would be an understatement. The woman has been gifted with the art of exquisite storytelling the likes of few others, and when she reached out to me to read an advance copy of her memoir, The Red Bench, I was beyond … Continue reading The Red Bench by Jacqueline Cioffa – An Advance Review by Nicole Lyons
This blew my mind!
Thank you, April, this means the world.
Note: I will unabashedly agree this review is extremely personal, and not in the least bit objective.
“I am a lover of words,
and tragically beautiful things,”
Not Entirely Broken, Never Quite Whole
Nicole Lyons’ new release, The Lithium Chronicles, [coming Spring 2019] is part collected works from previous publications and new pieces that are ripped straight from the center of her being and thrusted into ours.
It is difficult for me to review Nicole’s work, not because I find it lacking in any way, but because it presents such power and vulnerability that I’m left overwhelmed.
With a handful of words Lyons can give you a window into the haunting, often debilitating world of depression (“Depression Sleeps”) and she’ll take you on roller coaster ride that so vividly paints a portrait of mania, you’ll find yourself dizzy afterword (“My Manic Mind”).
When Nicole asked me to read and review…
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"Nicole Lyons is one of the most exciting, vital poets of our generation. THE LITHIUM CHRONICLES is her most ambitious and brazen work to date, and she delivers above and beyond. Nicole’s ability to delve deep into the human psyche, unapologetic, is her gift to the world. Penning a full range of raw, honest, rage … Continue reading Jacqueline Cioffa’s Advance Review of The Lithium Chronicles: Volume One
I wore daggers on my knuckles and hate in my hair, and my heart was dark and full of venom and teeth that gnashed on rage. But you, the walker in my dreams the burning bush in my heart, you told me once that my heart was golden and my soul could shine brighter than … Continue reading To My Best Friend, On The Day of Her Death
My lack of words had never sounded as sweet as they did on the night my tongue was tangled inside out and up with yours, but had I known heaven could be found drowning inside your mouth, I would have met you there, months or a minute sooner, at that place on the corner of … Continue reading Sunday Brunch