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Betrayal @ The Rye Whiskey Review!

July 24, 2018

 

Hello, everyone. I’m incredibly proud to announce that an excerpt from my novel: “Le Club du Mal,” has been published to the Rye Whiskey Review! The excerpt is partly a poem titled: “Betrayal.” It, and the subsequent diary entry, is written in the voice of Tina Dawes, a fifteen-year-old girl who’s being abused by her father.

“Le Club du Mal” is available in paperback and as a Kindle book through Amazon.com. It’s also available in several other e-stores.

Read the excerpt @ https://ryethewhiskeyreview.blogspot.com/2018/07/betrayal-by-jesse-lynn-rucilez.html?showComment=1532450401031#c5631415623992908573

Thank you to everyone who continues to support my work.

JLR

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Betrayal (Poem/Excerpt)

July 8, 2017

Excerpt from my novel: “Le Club du Mal.”

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Betrayal

Fireflies at dusk,
Searching, wandering,
Figure-eights and loop-de-loops beneath the stars,
Camp fires, porch lights, match flames,
So many sources of radiance,
All dangerous, no solace,
Yet they’re hopelessly drawn,
Betrayed at birth,
By genus, species,
And God…

Butterflies at dawn,
Floating, dancing,
Figure eights and loop-de-loops beneath the rising sun,
Glimmering chrome, shiny glass, sparkling pavement,
So many places to settle,
None of them safe,
Yet they’re hopelessly drawn,
Betrayed at birth,
By genus, species,
And God…


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Thank you for reading!

JLR

Every Year (Poem)

September 24, 2014

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Every Year

by Jesse Lynn Rucilez

Every year, there is less joy in my life,
Why this is so I cannot say,
I just know that it is,
That it sucks,

Every year, I see my closest friend less and less,
Why this is so I cannot say,
I just know that it is,
That I miss him terribly,

Every year, there is more regret in my aching past,
Why this is so I cannot say,
I just know that it is,
That I hurt in a secret place,

Every year, I am one step closer to the grave,
This is how it should be,
The way of all things,
Death awaits like a long-lost lover–

Or a universal mistress to us all…

–February 8th, 2009


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Thank you for reading!

JLR


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