i'm being pulled apart. limbs stretching, tendons tearing I can't seem to hold onto - thoughts, ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย feelings, ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย [...]
book reviewer. writer. phd student.
Have you ever read theย blurbย of a book and think,ย damn that sounds good? Well, that was me when the author ofย An American Family,ย Jackson Baer, emailed me concerning his new novel. The blurb is as follows and can also be accessed on Goodreads: Isaac Childs has the perfect life - until that life comes crashing down when [...]
there's an acknowledgement, i guess, in the silence. we don't let our lips pull apart. just a moment, filled with the heaving of our breaths. i don't really feel guilty in taking what i want. you broke me, now: you're the one crawling on your knees, begging for my hands my lips my heat [...]
hi, my dudes! It is I, Allie, resurrected. I just thought I would quickly write up a little something, considering I've been AWOL for actual MONTHS on my blog. First of all, I am extremely sorry but my university coursework is insane and I just finished two back to back placements! It's my final semester [...]
... The only way I can properly describe Scream All Night by Derek Milman, his debut novel, is this: whatever you think should never happen in reality, actually, somehow, happens. It is fantastically chaotic, confusing and hilarious. Scream All Night narrates the story of Dario Heyward, who had made the promise to himself at age [...]
... Iโm writing this review on the immediate tail-end of completing The Afterlife of Walter Augustus by Hannah Lynn, and I have so many feelings bursting out of me like little pockets of sunshine expending out of my pores. Hannah Lynn weaves a sensational narrative depicting the rawness of reality and the inexplicability of life [...]
what are we? fighters with no one to fight, wars that aren't our own. working ourselves to the bone the neverending story, on repeat. will it ever change? sometimes i sit small, curl myself up, contemplating the earth that i won't witness. to busy being dead. think about it. our lives are so [...]
i feel the world - dizzying at times, an illusion. i stand on the precipice unknowing of my place. do i even exist?