Spiders Don’t Write Poetry —

A nice little piece with lovely images. By James Blevins “We’re here for only a short while,” Amy said out loud, sketch pad on lap, pencil poised over blank page. “Then it’s back to the spider.” Her breath, a frosty, cloudy haze, emitted percussively as she spoke. “But as far as I know,” she continuedContinue reading “Spiders Don’t Write Poetry —”

How to Get Rid of Books

As I go accumulating more and more books, I have less space available on my bookshelf, naturally. This has made me reevaluate what I allow space on my shelves, so I recently did a bit of a purge. I had kept so many books for so long that I’d never read because I kept tellingContinue reading “How to Get Rid of Books”

Support a Poet!

Honestly y’all, I follow this poet on Instagram and WordPress, and I’m always just so amazed with how quality the work is. I highly recommend supporting this poet’s endeavors! Follow the link at the bottom of the post. Say hello to Tilt via Tilt and Warp: Selected Poems — whiskey

How to Read More Books

Gone are the days when I could settle down with one book in my lap, perhaps a snack or two and a hot beverage, and focus on one story line at a time. My attention span has been shot to death with the invention of the internet, and I freely admit that. I still enjoyContinue reading “How to Read More Books”

A Strangely Isolated Place — stripSearchLA

In Mexico, it is an honor to be the firstborn male of the family. It is an even greater honor to bear your father’s name. It is also a good way of killing two birds with one stone: honoring an ancestor and naming your kid. This ancient practice keeps cacophonous names in rotation for longer […]Continue reading “A Strangely Isolated Place — stripSearchLA”

For those lost to the cliffs

The following is a poem I wrote about an experience I had during my travels to Ireland. I’d shared a glimpse on my Instagram, but a fellow traveler whom I’d met on the trip requested to see the full poem, so here it is. Enjoy! “For those lost to the cliffs.” Is what the signContinue reading “For those lost to the cliffs”

Ron Swanson Listens to Flo

This was a silly poem I wrote for our Floetry writing challenge last year, but I liked how it turned out. Enjoy! Ron Swanson Listens to Flo I’ve never been a man into the hippie dippy subculture of America. I think they’re lunatics, soft and turning children into inept adults, but what the heck, myContinue reading “Ron Swanson Listens to Flo”

Meagan Reads Poetry: Card of Fate by Duke of Quails

I was asked by a Goodreads author to review their book of poetry honestly, so here are my thoughts on Card of Fate by Duke of Quails. This collection of poetry deals with the subject of gambling addiction, mostly from the perspective of the addict. Each poem reiterates the vicious cycle of one more hit,Continue reading “Meagan Reads Poetry: Card of Fate by Duke of Quails”

How Opposite Reading Preferences Can Attract

I recently started thinking about the books my parents gravitate towards and found it interesting how such opposite concepts can manage to come together. My mom is an avid romance reader, which means she looks for that HEA (Happily Ever After). My dad is fascinated by stories of war, the tragedy that comes with aContinue reading “How Opposite Reading Preferences Can Attract”