Greetings everyone! Today, I am turning 26 (feels like 96, if you ask me!), and to celebrate, my book, “Colour Me In Cyanide & Cherries” will be on a huge discount for a week. If you wanted to grab a copy, now is the best time! Clicking on the photo leads you there.
Third year in a row, I would like to, on this day of my birth, leave you with some poetry to read. Read it out loud and let it echo through whatever season, time of day or night you are, in hope that all the good lives we are not yet living do not crack our bones with their weight!
Autobiographical by Erica Jong
The lover in these poems
is me;
the doctor,
Love.
He appears
as husband, lover
analyst & muse,
as father, son
& maybe even God
& surely death.All this is true.The man…
is me;
the doctor,
Love.
He appears
as husband, lover
analyst & muse,
as father, son
& maybe even God
& surely death.All this is true.The man…
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