Her hair was real black, an unnatural shade that Clairol advertised, with a fringe like Nico. She stood about 5’6, in her bare feet, but she looked taller. And she had swollen hips, but they were appealing. She was my friend. We fought tooth and nail, like Veronica and Betty or Joan Crawford and Bette [...]

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The New Writers Review “ecstatic beat” Author: Stevie Ray Robison Reviewed by: Nicole E. Turiano Everyone toils with their own personal demons, and as a poet, a writer has a remarkably poignant way to walk in the shoes of his or her very own shadow and unleash to the world a secret that only they [...]

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Slow-moving streams Light’s fulfilling thought Nothing’s as it seems In chocolate-flowing dreams Rich, vibrant, savory Dark, warm, alive Open to the place Where only love survives Brave a taste of life Leap into the nook Let blandness disappear Where glory’s not forsook Be present in your place Devour the waiting feast Let passion rule your [...]

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