Arg! I must sayDo I want to give it away?A slave no more I have becomeBeing an excessive Miss Independent is so much funTo come and go as I pleaseNo bitching motor-mouth hard nose to appeaseI can stay up as late as I wantNo tyrannical ‘daddy’ is waiting to haunt Eating whenever and whatever IContinue reading “Poetry: Arg-reeably Single!”
Author Archives: Pamela Mullins
Writer, Reader, Photographer, Artist
Book Review: Eileen by Ottessa Moshfegh
Eileen by Ottessa Moshfegh Categorized in many reviews as ‘unlikable’ and ‘unstable’ and all naysaying things ‘un’, Eileen is a vivid and compelling character study in contradictions, discomfort, and authenticity. I found her deeply raw and real, and endlessly fascinating—I couldn’t look away I was so enthralled. I would count her as one of myContinue reading “Book Review: Eileen by Ottessa Moshfegh”
Book Review: Warrior’s Woman by Johanna Lindsey
Warrior’s Woman by Johanna Lindsey I wanted to do a quick reread and review of this book since I brought it up here as an inspiration for writing science and speculative fiction. This book was first released in 1990 and I was twenty and naïve. I cannot remember what I felt like at the timeContinue reading “Book Review: Warrior’s Woman by Johanna Lindsey”
Poetry: Happy Mother’s Day
Inspired by this and this. 😈 Lest I forget this, since this poem was written in 2017. i ate my soni felt his gauzy bones bendand crumble beneath my teethas I chomped and fedthe murmured musclesthreaded betwixt my teethand I grasp the collapsein the tang and hotnessas his skin slides downmy elongated gullet i ateContinue reading “Poetry: Happy Mother’s Day”
Book Review: Salt by Nayyirah Waheed (Poetry)
Salt by Nayyirah Waheed Last month, I found some of my old poetry from the early 2000’s and started posting it here on this site. This poetry was written at an illusive indecisive moment for me. It was mostly an outlet for larger issues—therapy writing, if you will. All of it bad—really bad; some soContinue reading “Book Review: Salt by Nayyirah Waheed (Poetry)”
Poetry: Death of my Father
The death of my fatherWas shocking to someBut it seemed like a botherTo someone so young Death happens for a reasonThis so I’m toldThe answer could be treasonUntil you get old An acceptance from meIn the form of this rhymeAn attempt to seeTook quite a long time To release such painIn an attempt to growAnContinue reading “Poetry: Death of my Father”
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