Showing posts with label Thirsty Bones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thirsty Bones. Show all posts

8/4/17

We Can Take the Power Back: A NEW Review of Thirsty Bones by Sarah Lilius (Blood Pudding Press, 2017)

Thirsty Bones is not for the fainthearted or those who want to bury the issues women face and live through everyday under the rug of oppression and silence. Sarah Lilius makes it so her reader cannot ignore these things...

As I read the poems “[  ] Culture” and “To My Rapist,” I thought about my own dark, hidden experiences as a woman and how I don’t know if I will ever be courageous enough to open my mouth and utter them. Thirsty Bones left me with the hope that maybe one day I will be able to share all my experiences as a woman, and that women around the world will be able to do so as well. Lilius shows us that we can face our demons and demolish them. We can take the power back. The last few stanzas of “[  ] Culture” exemplify this: “My silence, the place I hide, overgrown / with weeds, they smell fresh, / shaking their seeds from green heads. // Now it’s laid out like a snake suddenly / on a table, I want to cut off the head, / feed it to my rapist in the dark. // And when he screams NO, / maybe I’ll take it out or maybe / I’ll make him eat it / with open eyes.”

from a new review of  the poetry chapbook, Thirsty Bones by Sarah Lilius (Blood Pudding Press, 2017)

thank you to Christina Rosso and Rag Queen Periodical for this review.

Read the entire review HERE - https://www.ragqueenperiodical.com/single-post/2017/07/31/We-Can-Take-the-Power-Back-A-Review-of-Lilies-Thirsty-Bones

Acquire your own copy of Thirsty Bones HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/522735584/new-thirsty-bones-by-sarah-lilius-2017?ref=shop_home_feat_1

6/24/17

New! The June Thirteen Myna Birds Flock Has Arrived!

Just in time for the last weekend of June, the new June flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has arrived!
It starts with two teaser piece poems by Sarah Lilius, which also appear within her new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Thirsty Bones"!
Then it includes 13 new poems by Sarah Nichols, Susanna Kittredge, Peter Braddock, Donna Dallas, Matthew F. Amati, Allison Grayhurst, Christian Sammartino, and Chelsea Jones!
"blood pixels are starting to look real these days - A tree of eyes - sickness in my mirror is all I see - The glass comes down trapping me inside - I should cut and open the void - meet reality by screaming at tombstones - Death is too loud - Is it burning like an enemy in our closet or like a miracle denied? - like a parcel for someone else - Into the first gear of grief - chopped off hands that came to him empty of gold - the ant crawls up your leg - your arms and back printed in rows of purple butterflies - I heard the reporters lying - my naked body burning - The spaceship exploded"

6/17/17

NEW Thirsty Bones by Sarah Lilius (Blood Pudding Press 2017)

"Her face, his canvas,
nothing delicate about shades
of changing red, maroon, purple
and when she passed out
the color was black behind her eyes."
from the poem "You Can't Paint the Moon" by Sarah Lilius, within her NEW Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, Thirsty Bones

6/13/17

NEW! Thirsty Bones by Sarah Lilius is now newly available from Blood Pudding Press!

Thirsty Bones is a NEW Blood Pudding Press 2017 poetry chapbook, containing 20 poems by Sarah Lilius.
A powerful emotional political statement about the female body. How it can be viewed and treated like a toy, victimized, abused and then just overlooked or ignored. How it can live on, fight back, and will not be silenced and will not feel obligated to keep its own experiences or genuine feelings or individual self a secret.
How nobody else should think they have the power to be in charge of your own body based choices.
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"Not many know this of me.
I open my mouth to speak the words,
it blooms like bloody heads crowning,
it’s a release, my face hot and shamed.
The words, stone birds sitting on a wire,
unable to make bleak sounds
of warning.

My silence, the place I hide, overgrown
with weeds, they smell fresh,
shaking their seeds from green heads.

Now it’s laid out like a snake suddenly
on a table, I want to cut off the head,
feed it to my rapist in the dark.

And when he screams NO,
maybe I’ll take it out or maybe
I’ll make him eat it
with open eyes."

from the poem "[ ] Culture" by Sarah Lilius, within her poetry chapbook, Thirsty Bones, newly available from the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/522718674/new-thirsty-bones-by-sarah-lilius-2017?ref=shop_home_feat_1

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