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    Wayward: Poetry for Monsters, Muses & Other Deviants
    Wayward: Poetry for Monsters, Muses & Other Deviants
    Wayward: Poetry for Monsters, Muses & Other Deviants
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    Wayward: Poetry for Monsters, Muses & Other Deviants

    By Melody Klink

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    way·ward
    ˈwāwərd
    (adjective)
    difficult to control or predict because of unusual behavior.

    When I was a kid, I wanted to be a mermaid and an astronaut. So, I became both- neither at war with the other, despite being at two extremes.

    What does this have to do with poetry? Everything.

    Within these pages, you'll find poems that strain both sides of consciousness- words that aren't afraid to be their truth, especially in the moment they were written in. Sometimes, they're in harmony. Other times, their only harmony is found in chaos.

    That's what it's like, being wayward.

    In Melody Klink's debut poetry chapbook, she shares many facets of her own life, from dealing with Anxiety and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, to being a mother; from yearning to be her true self, to reveling in nature– sometimes, all at once. Offered as a random collection of consciousness, WAYWARD is a thoughtful, and often heart-wrenching, look at what it is to breathe in our everyday, modern life.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBard Girl Press
    Release dateNov 1, 2017
    ISBN9781386252801
    Wayward: Poetry for Monsters, Muses & Other Deviants
    Author

    Melody Klink

    While pretending to be a human, Melody Klink likes to write down words. Lots and lots of them. All to gain the admiration and trust of the human masses. Wait. I mean… Melody Klink is a lovable little scamp with a sweet tooth for all things coffee. When she's not collecting superstitions about the American South, she can be found scribbling out stories on just about anything, which explains her odd assortment of used napkins, pictures of skin, and copious number of notebooks. While her first foray into publishing was Bad Mood Boogaloo, a picture book for toddlers, she also enjoys writing novels, and has several titles in the works. Her debut novel, Godeater: The Second World, released on February 29th, 2016. She currently resides in the Mid-South with her husband, daughters, and one annoying cat.

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      Wayward - Melody Klink

      Melody Klink

      This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, or organizations is entirely coincidental.

      Copyright © 2017 Melody Klink.

      All rights reserved.

      Original Cover Photo by: Christal Yuen.

      No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

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      Muses and Fighter Jets

      SOMETIMES I THINK

      surely

      my muses are pilots

      trying to co-direct three fighter jets

      All errant on wind and discourse

      Their turbulence my ever-soaring worry

      Their low fuel gauge my obsessiveness

      Through their headsets they murmur

      We might not make it through this one.

      They soar, one more ‘gain

      before the freefall.

      Waking Up

      I WANT TO WAKE UP FROM this and say

      "Damn

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