Lipstick and Absinthe

By Ladyaslan

I like to be the ghost that haunts your soul in life and in death. Sitting silently, watching as I tear your inner fiber to shreds as I apply lipstick and sip absinthe. I've always had vivid dreams and a tortured heart- I know dark fantasy & desire & horror are in my blood. Welcome to my second compilation. ~Ladyaslan

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 27, 2015
• ISBN: 9781503571273

Ladyaslan

I like to be the ghost that haunts your soul in life and in death. Sitting silently, watching as I tear your inner fiber to shreds as I apply lipstick and sip absinthe. I've always had vivid dreams and a tortured heart- I know dark fantasy & desire & horror are in my blood. Welcome to my second compilation. ~Ladyaslan

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Rev. date: 08/24/2015

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CONTENTS

Foreword

Second Foreword

Author’s note

Ladyaslan’s Artistic Statement

A Descent into Nene’s Psyche

A Message of Growth

A New Day Begins

A Romance in Red

A Thousand Nights of Arab Promises

An Ode to Andy Warhol

ATL

Black Mask

Blink of an Eye

Blood

Book Reviews

Broken Bones on Ground Level

China Summer Sky Lund

Confession: Erections and Tales of Madness

Darkness of the Moment

Death of Beauty

Drop Dead

Femme Fatale at Heart

Gran and the Fairy Princess

Graveyard Saints

Hellseeker

In Thoughts and Colour

Inferiority Renders No Merit

January’s Womb

Knowing of Tomorrow

Last Night’s Dream

Life in 2010

Lipstick and Absinthe

Living Goddess of Nepal

Living in Sin

Lost Island

Magic of Yule

Middle of a Dilemma

Modern Ode to Cycle and Sequence

Mother Terra

Music Review

My Colours of Hidden Love

Never-Ending Story

Noble Eightfold Path

Nom de Plume

Painless Fun

Parisian Train

Peace Is in My Heart

Pennsylvania Haunting

Pumpkin Moon

RIP

Scarlet’s Dream

Science and Spirituality

Solstice

Soul Kiss

Stew and Brew

Summer Breeze (My Neighbourhood)

Sunset Sessions

Surrender

Sweet Harmony

Sweetest Infection

Synchronicity

Take, Take Me Home

The Asylum Internet Radio Show Article

The Broom, the Chalice, the Pentacle

The Burn

The Dead Need No Light

The Four Tripping Friends

The Healing Garden of the Mind

The Holding of the Iron

The Joke

The Myth behind All Truth

The Night Belongs to Us

The Rhymes of Nine Six Times

The Rise of Lust

The Sister’s Lies—They Come

The Tragedy Keepsake

The Twelfth Hour

The White Feather

The Word’s Secrets

Time Is an Illusion

Touching Palms

Underground Voice

Vamp le Rue

Velvet Session

Voodoo’s Pussy

What Happened to Heaven

What Lust Can Do

Whispering to a Mirror

Whispers in the Dark

You Have No Right

Dedicated to my mum who has passed on to

Summerland 10 April 2014 Blessed be

Foreword

I met Ladyaslan within the depths of the social media website Myspace, a home for artists, musicians, and writers alike. Suddenly, I became transfixed whereupon each realm that her poetry did weave deep into my soul, and instantly I found myself sharing what I had just discovered. Keeping me spellbound, such beauty comes effortless for Ladyaslan. Between light and dark, beauty drips from her quill with such deep emotion, delivering elements of surprises within the imagery and metaphor, among darkness and light such beauty, keeping the reader spellbound with emotions. The metaphor comes effortless for such a rich, talented writer—something others like myself could only be grateful and blessed to have.

The mastery of all she creates really is a beckoning journey into one’s mind and imagination, whereupon leaving you gasping for more when slowly flickering through those pages as if handling a primrose flower. Not to suggest darkness doesn’t loom within the bell tower of every baby bat who approves immediately that we have one gifted woman whose writings are nothing short of viral-like status trampling on your heart. Therefore, Ladyaslan wouldn’t look out of place within the settings of True Blood or The Walking Dead being a resident scriptwriter. In fact, that’s where I can see her in the foreseeable future. With Ladyaslan’s poetry, one has to admire the passion she has. It’s so true to life and strong enough to believe every word that shines before our eyes.

Such rhymes could lighten up the darkest of catacombs pierced upon each limb of ancient Rome. Words are sparkling diamonds; every stanza keeps you focused with that feeling of spirits ablaze. Suddenly, I’m honouring Ladyaslan to my peers like the first lady of poetry, leaving me cursed forever, demanding more than a thousand wishes to have come at once like a lost kid in their favourite candy shop, smiling from the shores of Scotland right across the USA. I have the honour and pleasure to boast I’ve worked with Ladyaslan, a writings project within Myspace along with various talented artists regarding a charity organization called Stepping Stones based in Leicestershire, England, raising awareness about those horrific so-called men of God in Nigeria, where they brand poor, innocent children as witches.

The punishment these helpless kids suffer really is evil to the core. Ladyaslan had the heart and compassion to help raise concern about these evil, cruel men with our project of poetry painted right across the Internet for all to see and for all to learn, encouraging others, taking up their own personal methods of creativity, helping by the grace of God to stop these barbaric, sick crimes. The glories of Ladyaslan’s realms are indeed precious, like a sacred birth, holding the reader captive and observing every shadow of our vocabulary until the darkened nights become tiresome and eyelids dare to rest on such poetry which fills our heart with a melodious tear of passion and the utmost respect for this queen of darkness we know and love—Ladyaslan.

Fred McNeill

Founder and member of the Third Secret Foundation

and Paisley Creative Writers

Songwriter and poet

Author of Stealth Appollonia and Glenapp Road

Songwriter with Russian rock band P&H

Second Foreword

Through the insane busyness of social networking, I was lucky and blessed to find Ladyaslan. We were in the same boat in life: being caffeinated with a pen in our hand. We bonded, and through bonding with Miss Aslan, I had the great privilege of reading her first book Victorian Days and Punk Rock Nights. She immediately took me for a joyride of words so dark it turned sunny days to midnight. Her vocabulary is exquisite as is her imagery.

I had the great honour of working with her on my second book. We did a brilliant collaboration, and I have hope of working alongside her magical mind again. With Ladyaslan, there is no pretension or mimicking other poets. She is very raw, overly real, and very eager to help or promote other budding writers. The darkness she writes about is far different from that of Poe because she adds spirituality and art in her books. That being said, she is also unlike any other female poet I have read. She is sharp, fearless, and makes the macabre beautiful and desired like a dream. I see swirls of blacks and purples, fangs, and the seemingly undead when I read her work. It’s almost frightfully intoxicating. Each poem is like a mini horror film waiting for the cinema to burst with screams from its viewers. The work of Ladyaslan is nothing short of brilliant.

Kim Acrylic

Indie poet and recording artist

Author’s note

By day, Ladyaslan is a mild-mannered LMT/LME, graduated from Florida College of Natural Health, and holds an associate’s degree in science and natural health and additional certifications in the medical aesthetician field. By night, she transforms into Ladyaslan, the author of Victorian Days and Punk Rock Nights and her newest (the book you are holding) Lipstick and Absinthe. Her book Victorian Days and Punk Rock Nights has been in the Virgin Top 100 Indie Books list for the last two years. Ladyaslan is a poet and short story writer. She also is co-host to The Asylum Internet Radio Show featuring Dark Delights by Ladyaslan; it’s an underground horror/music Internet radio show with a live unscripted show platform. Ladyaslan was poet of the year in 2006 and 2007 and holds a certificate of accomplishment for honours in poetic writing by Noble House