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LOC: Germantown, MD
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: January 06
LOC: Germantown, MD
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: January 06
Serena M. Agusto-Cox is a Bachelor of Arts graduate of Suffolk University in Boston, still interested in the nuances of politics and the interplay of words on a page to create vivid imagery, convey meaning, and interpret the world. She has moved from the sticks of small town Massachusetts to the outskirts of Washington, D.C. where she writes more vigorously than she did in her college seminars. Poems can be read in issues of Beginnings Magazine, LYNX, Muse Apprentice Guild, The Harrow, Poems Niederngasse, Avocet, and Pedestal Magazine. She is currently a writer and editor for Information Inc., a provider of information services to Fortune 500 clients and other businesses in Bethesda, MD. Her hobbies include writing (short stories, no…
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The fire rose high above us into the trees as we took our seats in our family boxes. My father at the far left, next to him my mother, myself, and my brother. Lenore was not here. I didn’t understand how the meeting could start without her. Meetings in the village did not start without all family members present. I sit and wait patiently as the elders speak, but really my eyes are focused on the flames as they crackle and rise higher into the canopy. I squint to focus harder on one or two fla...
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Just honest comments and critiques please. Try to be as constructive as possible. Thanks!
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I like the idea behind the quote, but in this day in age of pop culture awareness, I don't think you need to mention Britney Spears' name in the line. I think most readers will understand the reference to Slave 4 U. Otherwise, great imagery and nice quote.
I really love the self-deprecating humor behind this piece. I love the status of six feet under, but I wonder if this would work better if you had unfinished memoirs rather than unwritten ones in the second line. Good work and witty overall.
Very interesting set up. There is a foreboding here that this individual (woman) will not be here in the future...that this relationship is transient even though the narrator/speaker is looking for a longer-term relationship and exchange. I'd like to see greater detail and imagery in this poem. What makes this woman/man so desirable...what makes the narrator so attached to this person. I think there is a longer piece lurking in these lines.
This is an interesting quote, but I think it is too cliche. Perhaps another way to say lust would improve it. And is it the love of art school or the love for someone in art school that is lost to lust?
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