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The 50 Best Independent Fiction and Poetry Books of 2014


Flavorwire

2014 will go down as a landmark year in independent literature, chiefly because a few longstanding “trends” or “developments” are hardening into verifiable traits of fiction and poetry beyond Big Publishing. To begin with, independent poetry, noted especially here in the works of Claudia Rankine and Andrew Durbin, is becoming more sophisticated in the way it encroaches upon other forms of visual and literary art. Elsewhere, in fiction, a greater tendency toward autofictional novels of emotional maturation — typically in a cruel world — is colliding with the arriving generation’s faith in the bending of genres. The increasing confidence these writers have in their forms is beginning to show in the way they assert themselves against an older generation, sure, but it’s also showing up in the quality of the books. Plainly put: line for line, stanza for stanza, independent writing, and therefore independent publishing, is better than it was just a…

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Update!


NEW Features!

Weekly Wisdom

I would like to introduce you to new feature of my blog called ‘Weekly Wisdom’ where I will bring you teachable and  inspirational moments, quotes and other tidbits.

TEDxYouth@Bridgetown – Wisdom Shared

I promised to bring you coverage from TEDxYouth@Bridgetown so I will be sharing with you a bit of the wit, wisdom and warmth which I gained from the various TEDsters in the new segment.

(and yes Hi! I’m back again! Sorry to have disappeared again – but hey life of a University student can be quite overwhelming and hectic)

Recommendations:

Book Corner

You can check out what I’m currently reading via my Goodreads Shelf (there’s a widget on right of this post) or even keep track of and join my 2013 reading challenge. My current goal is 35 books. I will also be review and recommending at least one book a month for you to read and hopefully enjoy as I have.

Music Corner

Musical Artist or Musician of the Month, Album reviews. New artist spotlight, anything goes over here once it’s music related.

Stay tuned! Anything else can happen! Feel free to leave a comment or suggestion anytime.

 

Born to Die by Daniel Boxill


…and sorrows run down your face,
onto my shoulder,
into my heart.
I share your pain as we embrace

Crimson stains spread,
dyeing my love with increasing fear.
Regrets drip from the handle bridging our abdomens.
The blade buried in you deeper than my love could heal.
Gladiator games we played, distractions;
an empire crumbled, burned,
as we fought ourselves.
Drunken orgies of flesh and glass;
Cocaine showers, toxic habits became routine.

cycles…

tears, shampoo showers,

soap suds sex, tears ,

slap, scratch, scream, tears…

cycles…

…and we knelt at a burning altar.
We snorted our vows.
Powdered pledges
We wed in elevated bliss, smoky rings of Mary Jane exchanged.

Red and blue flashes;
Sirens pierce the silent summer heat.
Curious eyes and gossiping tongues are drawn into the street.
Our burning passions set fire to fragile suburban utopia.
Lost souls prostituted to addiction in search of happiness;
Minds possessed by paranoia,
You became the demon I tried to fight
And I think I became yours.
Cocaine showers help toxic seeds to bloom.

cycles…

tears, demonic highs,

possession and visions, tears ,

slam, slap, scream, tears…

cycles…

…and I cut my wrists
You die. I die
You are my life!
I clutch your body to mine as everything around us burns.

You and I,
We were born to die.

 

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