Clareece Precious Jones is sixteen and pregnant, her first child born out of her father's sexual abuse and rape. Walking the vicious streets of Harlem is nothing for Precious. Her raging mother doesn't think that Precious is doing anything but wasting time by trying to get her G.E.D. Even with the ghetto before her and … Continue reading Push – Book Review
Poetry
White Goat, Black Sheep
Summary Kimberly Ann Priest's White Goat, Black Sheep is a soul-stirring collection of haunting poetry. Priest weaves sexual abuse, trauma, motherhood, and religion into a narrative tapestry that spans the entire human condition. Her words are a solemn ode for the birth, growth, and loss of childhood innocence. Initial Impressions After having had the pleasure of meeting … Continue reading White Goat, Black Sheep
The Needle Drop
I have a little bit of poetry for you all tonight. I wrote this in the summer of 2012, back when I was riding the highs and lows of my romantic attraction to a special friend and triathlon teammate. To my fellow bloggers, writers, and poets: I hope you all find something memorable and captivating … Continue reading The Needle Drop
Follower Poll! Soliciting Input from You, Loyal Reader
Hello! I am pleased to reach out to you, dear follower, and ask for your feedback! I know that I feature so many different topics on my blog, from poetry to triathlon stories to reviews of YA books. In order to narrow my blog's focus, I created a poll to learn more about what my … Continue reading Follower Poll! Soliciting Input from You, Loyal Reader
The Curvature of Acceptance
"Hello readers! I am a young adult fiction writer through and through. However, I have a passion for writing poems as well, many of which deal with themes that align with young adult struggles and triumphs. Without further ado, I present 'The Curvature of Acceptance.'" THE CURVATURE OF ACCEPTANCE You might accept me as I … Continue reading The Curvature of Acceptance
A Memory of Saudade
A Memory of Saudade Early June, the streets of Seville are vacant in the choking heat. Sitting outside a bar, I watch the waiter stack chairs and tables. A sign, reading cheap montaditos, stands curbside like a tired pedestrian, Advertising little reprieve for the dreams we always mistreat. During siesta, summer sneaks in … Continue reading A Memory of Saudade
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