Daddy, I Was Angry, Too

I was angry, too, so I sat down beside her in the mauve painted bedroom. Your face lay in fragments, strewn about the floor. The carpet was brown, and worn too thin. Loose threads tickled my bare legs. I crossed my legs, and selected a photo album. The kitchen shears felt good in my irrational

Metal Scrapes Porcelain

My mouth is pregnant with sound, but my lips form only silent shapes; and you taunt me over a plate of post-fuck scrambled eggs. You used to love my scrambled eggs, but now you’re not even eating; you push the food around with a fork while I swirl a glass of pink zinfandel, and contemplate

A sneak peek into The Black Naught by Kindra M. Austin

I Die Every Hour/Within Irises

I I die every hour, watching you conform to all the ideals you were never meant for. You were never meant for… If only you would fall between my lines. I write to you honestly, my messy love, before midnight. I love you truly, complicated heart. You beat against your cage— rage against the cage

Now Available for Kindle: Heavy Mental by Kindra M. Austin

Originally posted on Brave & Reckless:
Find yourself at home with unexpected time on your hands? It’s a great day to read Heavy Mental, Kindra M. Austin‘s brilliant new poetry book. Released today for Kindle. Print version coming soon.

Moon Ate the Dark Challenge: Twisted, Toasted Bones – Stephen Fuller

Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
Smeared dark jelly on twisted, toasted bones Lain in the dirt to bleach. Had to dispose of them Somehow, so with closet full I set out into wilds I’d forgotten we’re so much fun in my youth. Why the jelly, one might ask, don’t the dogs eat Even…

The Black Naught: Episode Two

Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
Episode One -2- Out of Orbit/Paradise I hate the day you were born. Because Dad’s absence crushes me, too. I haven’t forgotten his voice. Low, and warm like a dram of scotch whiskey, neat. When I was a kid, I would listen to his stories and lessons for…

The Black Naught: Episode One

Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
-1- Birds/Bleeding Hearts I remember lying down between cool cotton sheets at dusk, when the black naught in the corner of our once shared bedroom would yawn awake. I was always sent to bed early the night before the big trip to Tawas, even though I was old.…

Editor’s Note: Nicole Lyons and The Lithium Chronicles Volume II

Originally posted on Indie Blu(e) Publishing:
Editor’s Note ? Raw. Fierce. Brave. Brazen. Honest. These words are often (and accurately) used to describe Nicole Lyons’ writing. I’ve also seen her called a crazy bitch; the real burn is that Nicole lives so much inside her truths, she’s able to say, “Yes. I am a…

Candice Louisa Daquin Reviews Nicole Lyons’ The Lithium Chronicles Vol. II

Originally posted on Indie Blu(e) Publishing:
The Lithium Chronicles Volume ll. What happens to a writer who began to write to make sense of life, as she evolves as a human-being? Does she stay the same? Does her writing change? Add to this, the liquid mercury of emotions that push and pull that writer…