– Leigh Reyes
Despite my resolve not to be such an easy conquest, I am reeled in, drawn to the precise beauty of each line. A pause here, and I am mesmerized; my mind unspools, I am taken away to another place. A quiet, almost casual turn of phrase becomes my undoing. Too late, the poem has me in its grasp, and I am held captive.
Her poetry is like a blow to the solar plexus, albeit done with the softest of hands.
I almost never pimp a site so fervently, so if I am this giddy, you can bet the gurl as a verb is worth your mouse click. Go. Go now.