Consensual Mediocrity: Poetry and Pseudo Erotica for the Uncomfortable Soul

By Camille McGowan

This book is a declaration of self-efficacy. It highlights the author's best works of poetry and pseudo erotica. This book takes you on a sick and satisfying journey of self-discovery, self-hatred, and self-love all in one. This book is the lovechild of power and passion. The book filled with uncomfortable works, the author only asks that after you read each one, you close your eyes and think before you speak!

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Apr 18, 2015
• ISBN: 9781504906517

Camille McGowan

Camille McGowan is an aspiring wordsmith—if not already. She is cultured, spunky, irascible, and vivacious. Filled with inspiring self-doubt, she epitomizes the fusion of vision and sedulity. Born in Kentucky, made in North Carolina, and built in Virginia, she has a contagious energy. After matriculating at Elizabeth City State University, where she obtained a BS in Psychology and a BA in English in a mere four and a half years, she thrives in the breastbone of education and continually adds more degrees to her repertoire. Camille is gifted in the areas of public speaking, analytical concepts, and creative writing. Camille does not consider herself a poet but a speaker with unlimited words, serving as ammunition to be a change agent in the lives of strangers, colleagues, family members, and friends alike. You're welcome!

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CONSENSUAL

MEDIOCRITY

Poetry and Pseudo Erotica for the Uncomfortable Soul

CAMILLE MCGOWAN

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© 2015 Camille McGowan. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

Published by AuthorHouse 04/15/2015

ISBN: 978-1-5049-0650-0 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5049-0651-7 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2015906102

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CONTENTS

I.   GOD MD

II.   Dancing Palms

III.   Devil’s Taste-buds

IV.   Realism

V.   Let me

VI.   The Cesarean

VII.   Still-birth Rapture

VIII.   Sobriety

IX.   Absence of Fear

X.   Presence of Fear

XI.   Defaced

XII.   Suckling of an Angel

XIII.   Public Stink

XIV.   Defiled

XV.   Vices of Mistresses

XVI.   Reconciling the Westside

XVII.   Swallow

XVIII.   Black Emergencies

XIX.   Sacrificial

XX.   Metaphorical Rapists

XXI.   Peace Be Still

DEDICATION

This book is dedicated to every academician, poverty-ridden adolescent, nerd, well-to-do Samaritan, and Child-of-God that wants to succeed as bad as they want to breathe. This book is for the open homosexuals, closeted heterosexuals, and suicidal thespians that could never express themselves with the correct choice of words. This book is dedicated to hopeless romantics, faceless journal keepers, and nameless card traders that just wanted to be themselves without crude commentary or judgmental stares. This book is for the dictionary readers such as myself, and the athletes who miss home cooked meals and mothers breast milk. This book is dedicated to the insomniac in you; read on!

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

The celestial being whose existence I challenged for too many years that never made sense. Thank you for never leaving my side and continuously making sure I am not without anything I need. You are my father.

GOD

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.

Edgar Allan Poe

PRELUDE

Creativity meets Sinicism. I was birthed a stunning contradiction, and have been living oxymoronically ever since. Morose visualizations meet vivid intrigue. The taste of literature and the forecast of sexual innuendoes stimulate my most privy thoughts. Living only makes sense if your only intent is to die. Life is not about making choices, it’s about creating them. My life has been an immeasurable correlation of sick jocundity. The more creativity I developed, the more writing that confused me. Now, you are welcome