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book reviewer. writer. phd student.
I love reading poetry. I think that's a fact that just about everyone who follows me knows by now. I especially love discovering poetry that I've never before seen or read, and in the case of today's review, this was the case. In the most broadest sense, Where I Ache by Megan O'Keefe is a [...]
this poem is slightly cringe-worthy and i'm embarrassed to post it, only because I've been suffering severe writer's block where my poetry is concerned. if it lacks a bit of something, if the wording is off, know that this is raw and unedited. i wanted to showcase the difficulty of finding the write words to [...]
Amanda Lovelace's Women Are Some Kind of Magic series include some of my all-time favourite collections of poetry. The Princess Saves Herself In This One and especially The Witch Doesn't Burn in This One are two of my all-time favourite poetry collections. Lovelace is somehow able to grasp the reader's heart in one hand with [...]
YAY! Today, I'm hosting the Fierce Female Reads February Blog Tour and this is my post! Be sure to check out Ashley's blog for more deets and follow @fiercefemreads on Twitter so you don't miss anything! Let me get personal for a moment. My understanding of who I am, of my strength, my values, what [...]
If you've known me for long enough then you know that I absolutely adore reading poetry. It is one of my favourite genres to write and to read, I adore how it makes you feel and how powerful those words on a page can actually be. Rebecca Holland's Throughย Myย Goodย Eye is just that - it grabs [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
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?
she lived in her own mind, it was where she felt safest. no one could take her thoughts away - they held her power, her truth. they could (they have) take away her humanity, her rights; use her body for their gain. but this, here, was hers. she's readying the fire to throw the flames. [...]
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