The whole time, I thought I was alone. But there were people just as pained and confused as I was. I found my community. I found my church. I kept returning every Sunday, sharing work I had written during the week.
Categories: THE POWER OF POETRY • Tags: #powerofpoetry, hell, jazz, life, poetry, survival, university of hell
If you are looking for soft, pillow talk love poetry, this is not the collection for you. If you are looking for honest, real, hilarious, disgusting, uncomfortable,and fun truths, look no further. The titles alone were a laugh out loud experience unto itself. “Get ready baby, ’cause I’m about to go balls deep into your heart” and “passion is like hopping on a bicycle with the seat missing” are just two of the best, and the poems don’t let up. […]
Categories: ARCHIVE • Tags: cream your pants, hell, nicholas sparks, poetry, review, sex, the poetry question, university