Four of my titles will be available as kindle countdown sales. The first is” Art before Words” starting on Oct 28-Nov 4th.
The second is an Autumn Anthology of poetry called,”Dredging up Demeter.” It will be reduced to just 99 cents on Oct 28-Nov 4, 2015.
The third is called “Don’t make me bleed.” It’s a collection of poetry based on having a history of endometriosis.
This sale runs from oct 28-Nov 4, 2015.
The fourth title
is “Memoirs recalled Madness: a personal account of manic depressive illness.”
It will be marked down to just 99 cents starting Nov 26,2015. The price will gradually increase to $3.99 then $6.99. The sale ends on Nov 30, 2015.
I am running some ebook promotionals on kindle starting tomorrow Oct 27th thur Oct 31st.
The first is a poetry chapbook called “Red Bones.” To check it out please click this link here:
The second is an anthology of poetry called,”Help Wanted: poets please apply.”
The third is a short story collection and its called,” A mandala that happened on the way to a car crash & other stories.”
Last is my first ebook “Sex in the kitchen sink: poetry and art.”
For a look at all my titles please visit my authors page at: http://www.amazon.com/Emily-Sturgill/e/B00B1GC5LY
If you do download a title please consider leaving me a review on my authors page. There are five more titles that will be going on a kindle countdown sale. Thank you, Emily
little small achey
hurt in a healing heart
with hidden jewels of happiness
but i cannot find them all
i am lost
at a loss for words
a word like hope
feels too big for me.
there is a ache in my heart
an emptiness in my chest
a sadness in my soul.
sometimes losing hurts so much
you can forget what winning feels like.
the world gives us both
so much to lose
but so much to win.
i feel lost.
its temporary and i know
that I will find what I am looking for.
missing pieces 10-24-15
you’ve passed away two days now
and there are pieces of you everywhere.
its the missing pieces, that i miss.
the sound of your sharp howl bark
the snap of your jaws and teeth-(as you would try to “speak”)
the click-clackey clack of your paws and nails
on our wood floors.
there’s even bits and pieces of your thick
wool like fur on the staircases.
there’s the empty spot where you would lay
under the dining room table.
these missing pieces of the old dog I loved.
the house feels lonely and much quieter now.
letting you go was very hard.
now your somewhere better and hopefully
at peace. No longer in pain just another dog angel
in a sky filled of stardust. But I’m left with memories
and missing pieces of my friend.
your fur feels like wool
my loyal shiba inu
but as i pet you it comes off in patches.
my breath catches,
deep in my throat -deep down in the place
where tear rivers flow.
and I don’t know
how to say goodbye?
Lord only knows
how hard we tried
to save you from illness and grief.
now as a last resort
is putting you to sleep.
But that’s for tomorrow.
today is for saying goodbye
and your fur feels like wool.
your sleeping most of the time now.
at 13 or 14 years old your no longer
our spunky friend.
you’ve slowed down but we both love you so much.
Tomorrow morning will come soon enough.
I wish there was a way to properly
say goodbye and i love you
my loyal shiba inu.
Rest in peace Moshi Moshi Feb 2001-10/22/15