Book review – Light and Shade (Spoiler Free)

“It's easy to write / of eternal night / and to compose / flowery verses / about one's mortality / but many a poet curses / the reality / behind his poetry." Title: Light and Shade: Serious (and Not So Serious) PoemsAuthor: K. MorrisGenre: PoetryPages: 127 pagesPublication date: June 2020 K. Morris runs a blog … Continue reading Book review – Light and Shade (Spoiler Free)

Book review – Bone Crier’s Moon (Spoiler Free)

“I picture the shark's grotesque face. I see her trying to wring the life out of Ailesse. She isn't majestic like the alpine ibex or beautiful like the peregrine falcon. She isn't even charming like the fire salamander. I won't mourn to see her dead. But does that mean she deserves to die?” Title: Bone … Continue reading Book review – Bone Crier’s Moon (Spoiler Free)

Random quotes I heard from writers

It has been a while since I have done a fun post, so here you go. As I took notes during AWP this year, I ended up writing down random sentences writers said that stuck out to me. These sentences sound strange but fun out of context. They also almost sound like writing prompts. Here … Continue reading Random quotes I heard from writers

Book review – Gatekeeper (Spoiler Free)

“People act as if they no longer know me / I feel as if I'm speaking from inside an error” Title: GatekeepeerAuthor: Patrick JohnsonGenre: PoetryPages: 96 pagesPublication date: December 10, 2019Publisher: Milkweed Editions At AWP this year, I stopped by the Milkweeds booth at the book fair, and Gatekeeper caught my eye. Some pages inside … Continue reading Book review – Gatekeeper (Spoiler Free)

The storm

The storm lit up the clouds. The dark blue sky turned into a musky light gray. Lightning strikes reached from the left to the right like tree branches. But then another strike would grow out smaller, barely reaching out, after that big moment. That last strike is me.   Copyright © Robin LeeAnn

Real monsters

I used to believe that monsters lived under my bed. They loved scaring me in the dark. “That’s where they stay,” Society told me. “Where they belong.” But Society also ordered me to keep my stomach flat so people would like me. Short hair was for men. Lesbian. I couldn’t drive. I couldn’t lift anything … Continue reading Real monsters