The Top 10 Poetry Books of the last decade..

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On New Years Eve 2008 I hosted my first poetry open mic on Blogtalkradio, and the years that followed I interviewed , and posted reviews weekly from hundreds of poets world wide. I posted on MySpace, Facebook, and had reviews published with online zines. My greatest love was taking books into classrooms, and seeing children’s eyes light up hearing the authors read their work via phone. That is when poetry and writing was most alive with me, you could see the words flowing around the room, and excitement in the eyes of children: that through their eyes writing truly is an art that expands the senses and the heart, with poetry anything was possible.

In the past year I have gotten involved as a professional reviewer again, and it is sad that publishing companies do not send advanced reader copies of poetry. I received thrillers, ya lit, ya sci fi…

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undone

angry seething

stab you in the face with sentiment love poems

were my

specialty

my thing

boy howdy

did i ever generate

enough bloody material

a canon of cannon fire

yet i find

myself undone

fucking happy

sniffing daisies in a pinafore

my battle drum silent

as he gives me no reason

to write them

or go off to war

Penises are Haunted

penises are haunted

by ex-girlfriends with perfect legs

the redhead who stalked them in college

a brunette who got away

catholic school girls who said no with their hips

but said yes with their eyes

a fucked up credit report

back seat chevrolet encounters

one woman who liked anal

and betrayed first wives

love affair

aayoung

we were driving
near the water
i was green
with a lack of land
begging him to veer away from lighthouses

he never let me drive
but it was okay
because it was one of the ways
he was older than me
and i counted on him for that

leaning in he notices
my pearly white painted fingertips
resting against the tan leather of the car
and says
your nails are beautiful

i say the color is called
love affair
and he says
of course it is, baby girl,
of course it is…

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aayoung

we were driving
near the water
i was green
with a lack of land
begging him to veer away from lighthouses

he never let me drive
but it was okay
because it was one of the ways
he was older than me
and i counted on him for that

leaning in he notices
my pearly white painted fingertips
resting against the tan leather of the car
and says
your nails are beautiful

i say the color is called
love affair
and he says
of course it is, baby girl,
of course it is…

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