de·lir·i·um 
noun
•Serious disturbance in mental abilities that results in confused thinking and reduced awareness of surroundings.
synonyms:derangement, temporary madness, insanity....and you.
•wild excitement or ecstasy.synonyms: passion, frenzy, fever..and you.
These poems are a product of the last 4 years...
My time as a living ghost.
My downfall.
My resurrection.
My Darling,
Delirium.

My Darling, Delirium

Literature & Fiction

Waters, Kabrie

Poetry

A.B.Baird Publishing

A beautiful anthology of thanksgiving comprised of poems, short stories, and letters by dozens of talented writers across the world.
To our mothers- we love you, we see you, we are forever grateful to you for your hearts of service and actions of love. Your words and deeds have made us who we are.
Thank you.
"Gratitudes: To Our Mothers" contains over 80 different writing by 36 authors from around the world. These sons and daughters come together to create a tribute to their mothers. Full of love, respect, and gratitude for the incredible women who raised them, you are sure to feel the emotion as you read through the words within these pages. Please enjoy the writings by:
Abi Hayes 
 Ambica Gossain
Andigrace
Andrew C. Ulon
Angela Marie Niemiec
Araz Sharma
Austie M. Baird
Ben Hand
Danielle Langin
Debjeet Mukherjee
Dre Jones
Eliabeth Bonaiuto
Emily Adams- Aucoin
Emily Louise Witthohn
Erica Rolston
Gregory Oman
Kevin Vargo
Krystal Centinello
L.T. Pelle
Lacie Wright
Lara Decastecker
Lesley Worthington
LiAnnah Jameson
Linda Lokhee
Lizzy in Words
M.R.S.
Mari Antoinette
Maya Ephic
kMegan Fulton
Megan Hann
RJK
Russell E. Willis
Sara Kelly
Sophia Luna
Tor Strand
Yiskah Rosenfeld

Gratitudes: To Our Mothers

Poets, Various

Assembly Required is the debut collection from contemporary poet, Joseph Interligi. Interligi, who is more commonly known simply as -Hooves- to his readers, works words in unexpected ways as he takes readers on a journey through the soul and back again. He makes no bones about his own shortcomings, instead choosing to embrace these imperfections and turn them into unlikely art. Sit back and enjoy -Hooves- fanciful twists on traditional word pairings while simultaneously traversing heartbreakingly vulnerable topics. A rule-breaker through and through, -Hooves- is sure to resonate with those looking for something a bit more down to earth and relatable in the world of poetry. 
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 From the back of the book: 
WARNING:
Failure to assemble correctly will lead to combustion
Crucial Steps Outlined:
Love [schematics, blueprints, technical details]
Her [missteps during assembly, lingering scents, deconstructed parts] 
Him [lost tools, broken parts, alternate instructions]
-Additional variants addressed inside- 
**Assembly Required**
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Assembly Required

Health, Fitness & Dieting

Hooves

Mental Health

Golden Arrows: Poetry of Goddesses

Various, Authors

Literary

Just as poetry is more than the words that writers pen, nature is more than just the world around us - both are intracule parts of us. We invite you to join us as we journey through the lives and emotions of these 9 talented writers, giving nods to the notes of nature that harmonize our souls. "Nature means being whole. When I pause in nature, I feel spiritually connected to something great and mysterious. I want to make my mind so quiet that I can feel its fullness within myself." jaYne "'I've always felt an affinity with nature; its wildness and wisdom. I find poetry in its seasons and cycles. In all of its realities and metaphors." Lauren Kaeli Baker "Nature has always been both a teacher and a sort of medicine for me. I feel like now more than ever, it is the place that tempts my heart to wonder in an increasingly complex and distraction filled world. It is the place that points me home."Elowen Grey From the back of the book: This anthology is dedicated to highlighting the the intertwining magic of poetry and our natural world. Each of the 9 poets contained within these pages were selected because of their own personal affinity with nature. Readers are sure to enjoy the way that words seem to be breathed effortlessly, as if the poetry itself had been found drifting on the breeze. Meet the authors: Kate Petrow, @littlecloverleafMegan Patiry, @meganrosepatiryAmy Jack, @embaarkKait Quinn, @kaitquinnpoetryElowen Grey, @elowengreypoetryAshley Jane, @breathwordsJaYne, @_a.jayne_Onyx & Amber, @onyx_and_amberLauren Kaeli Baker, @sweetbriar_june

Solace: Poetry of Nature

Humor & Entertainment

Quinn, Kait

Patiry, Megan

Petrow, Kate

Jack, Amy

Grey, Elowen

Jane, Ashley

Jayne

Wasyluk, Tanya

Baker, Lauren Kaeli

Humor

Jarod Wabick's Paper Souls brings a serene focus to the everyday simplicities of life. His unique perspective takes the events of our daily grind and transforms them a way that brings focus to each moment by not just living in the now, but learning to love the now. With this fresh lens, readers are invited to embrace life just a touch more fully. Paper Souls is modern day poetry for the regular Jack and Jill. From the back of the book: -Poetry of Radical Acceptance- Jarod Wabick has a knack for noticing the imperfections in life and then seizing them in a quest to find joy in all things mundane. In his first ever collection, he brings this fresh and inspiring perspective to his readers - after reading through his words we are left to wonder: what other simplicities in life have we been forgetting to digest in their fullest? From start to finish, Wabick's poetry sets us on a quest to do more with less; to allow ourselves to accept things as they are, to make very most of each moment, to move beyond a spectator life and into the mindset of appreciative consumers of the art found in the divisive world around us.

Paper Souls

Wabick, Jarod

A. Bova presents her debut collection, The Beauty in the Broken, a collection of poetry that addresses the stigma surrounding mental health. She invites readers to join her as she walks through her own personal struggles with depression/anxiety and highlights the delicacy of empathy, heartbreak, self-love, and the beauty that comes with forgiveness. This collection works as a balm soothing each crack of the soul as it is explored. From the first glance to the final breath of closure, A. Bova bares it all. A. Bova is a writer, typewriter collector, and lover of the occasional dog-eared page. She is constantly searching for the right words to describe the tiny, beautiful moments scattered across our everyday lives. Her work often focuses on mental illness and mental heath awareness. A. Bova has been published in several poetry anthologies, including: Splintered Souls and Steady Hands: Ode to Our Fathers A.B.Baird Publishing (under her pseudonym 'Eloise') and North Carolina's Best Emerging Poets by Z Publishing. When not scouring the shelves of used bookstores, she's dabbling in the written word on Instagram where readers can find her @eloise_the_typewriter. A. Bova always carries an open book and an open heart.

The Beauty in the Broken

Bova, A.

Our journey in this life is akin to the growth of a flower. Imagine sprouting from a seed as you're rooted there above the hickory-stained earth. The petals are just barely starting to unfold and before we know it, we're surviving on water and warmth. In the seasons of our lives, we tend to wilt with sadness, blossom with hope, and bloom with love. "Laughing with my Hair Up" is a collection of poems centered around loss, emotional abuse, and the reflection of life's cruelties. Its chapters, like our journeys, mirror a flower's existence. We are one with the earth, and we are built to withstand the wind and rain.

Laughing with My Hair Up

Self-Help

Pearl, Hannah

Relationships

"She", Phoebe Tee's debut book, is less a collection of poems and more a story of a girl transformed by poetic prose.\nShe fought battles\nSurpassed struggles\nWon wars and gained deep scars 
She continued living 
Despite of all the hurting 
She kept on smiling 
Even when she feels like crying. She breaks down 
And allowed herself to drown 
In the misery of her defeat 
Only to stand again on her feet 
She was strong beyond her years 
Though she kept hiding all her tears 
She is alive outside but her insides has long died 
People see her as warrior, but deep inside that strong armor is a lost child

Tee, Phoebe

A Birdsong Stems the Tide is the debut book by Matthew Bottiglieri. With poignant writing and a gift for grafting the melodies of odes of old with emotions of today, Bottiglieri is sure to stir and inspire poetry in the souls of readers around the world.\nIt begins and ends with words. Words grafted upon images. Art informed by the pulp of terse sentences. Light blooming in the joy of an empty heart. Long days of truancy sharpening pencils into arrowheads and stringing bows with necklaces of blistered sunlight. The myth called me from a place of scales and feathers. Of horrifying reflections and maidens chained to damp stones. It echoed from Atlantean waves and lost dreams of gold, porphyry, and other occult joys. Books. Art. Profanity and a steady diet of comics. Superheroes, mostly. There were films, of course, and thousands of albums. Punk rock. Bad Brains. Northern California thrash metal. Miles Davis. Coltrane. Wes Montgomery sliding thumbs across molasses. A joy birthed from the agony of failure. The falling and the breaking. The lost boulevards and the acerbic voice of Burroughs. The junky saint. The mad shaman of the final chapter. Skinheads pounding the gates. The filth and the fury. Puerile dreams of arches and redhead babysitters. Nevermind the Bollocks. Blisters. Plains. Shields of saddened stars and trips to desolate cities. It’s all in there. The compost and the dregs. The underachievement. Wrestling my way through my teenage years. The long runs through the dark. Churning my innards as I died for water to calm my blistered throat. There were the swords. The fist fights in the school hallways. The epileptic fugues. The boxing. There was, of course, skeletal Irving Feldman. The living ghost who encouraged me to lace my shoes and step on the mat. Of course, there’s Creeley. Wodan. The father of terse, honest language. The voice I had no idea that I longed to hear. Susan Howe taught me to write honestly for the dead - those who can neither see nor hear. She taught me that a poem lives two lives. It buys real estate on the page. It also lives in our ears and hearts. It\nsings to us from its cenotaph. I didn’t understand her work until I visited Boston’s Granary Cemetery. Her poems became epitaphs. Scratched out grave rubbings. Palimpsests and imprecations. John Yau pried open the door and showed me the way forward. Surrealism. Images. Meanings-within-meanings. I loved his words so much that they threatened to become my words. I lovingly placed him aside so that I could find my own voice. I stopped speaking for twenty years, so that I could speak as cleanly as a bell. The journey continues. I visit John, from time to time. We speak as though we’re old friends. We are, in a sense. It always comes back to the word, though. The primal talisman. It begins and ends with words. Vessels. Contagion. One image bleeding into another. An ugly beauty, to quote Monk. An ugly sadness that stirs me like the threads of a bow. Music. A voice breaking as it scrapes across Lethe. Old ghosts. Bones. Feathers. Paint. Words. Sounds.

A Birdsong Stems the Tide

Bottiglieri, Matthew

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