|Reviews for Distractions|
| speakeasy-love chapter 4 . 4/21/2010
you make me feel like there's still something to believe in.
| Isca chapter 3 . 9/13/2009
"Dropping their bombs like brown paper packages tied up with string." Holy sh*t. I love this line. It's so darn intense.
| Isca chapter 2 . 9/13/2009
"Your wonderful, wonderful pelvic bones." You know, I can't quite explain it, but I know what the speaker means about 'wonderful bones.' I'm kind of the same way with collarbones.
"And I pressed you up against that counter." That's pretty sensual. I like it. ;)
| Isca chapter 1 . 9/13/2009
"She was attempting to effectively explain the minute wriggling of chloroplasts on a wet mount, writhing their last
under a high-powered microscope, their death made humiliating by being displayed on screen." Honestly, I just had to quote this entire section of the poem-it's brilliant! Your writing here is very crafty and concise. The 'wet mount, writhing' part, in particular, was striking and avant-garde.