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Hello and welcome to my store. I'm grateful that you've found me here.

Available for purchase here is "A Candlelit World", a special project I've been working on for the past nine years with my good friend Amanda Waley, and "Roots of the Cypress Tree", my first volume of poetry containing material spanning fourteen years.

Both books are widely available online, and can be special-ordered at most bookstores.

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Roots of the Cypress Tree

Roots of the Cypress TreeRoots of the Cypress Tree (book)

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Hardcover Print: $34.95

For the lover of modern poetry, this is a raw and sensuous collection that takes the reader on an intimate journey into the heart and soul of an aspiring poet. As seen though the eyes of a woman during the prime years of her life, the many issues and events dealt with in this book include love, depression, toxic relationships, betrayal, suicide and spirituality. This is sure to relate to those who identify themselves as cynics, mystics, emos or those who simply view life as a work-in-progress.

A Candlelit World

A Candlelit WorldA Candlelit World (book)

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In 1899, a group of outsiders uncover a plot to raise an evil entity from the local cemetery. By bearing witness to the ritual that accomplishes this, it effectively signs their death warrant and in order to save themselves they must find out the key to return this Stranger to its grave. Though the evil is eventually banished and everyone is killed as a result, the story does not end there. One hundred years later, an unusual and powerful candle is found in an antique store by a pair of college students doing research for an assignment. Upon lighting it, the same evil is brought back along with the spirits of those who'd died to stop it before, who have much unfinished business among themselves as well.

The Poetry of Sara Megan Kay

  • Floating

    2009 May 05

    Floating down, floating around...here and there,
    You'll see pieces of me everywhere you look.

    I drift in and out of the past, brush my fingers against the shadows that are long gone and wonder if they can feel me running the chills up and down their spine.

    It's a delicious feeling.

    I reach out my hands to touch...something.
    Is someone there, close by and staring?
    I cannot see anyone but the mist concealing them away,
    Yet, I feel...
    I feel someone is there, my sweet lurker!

    I've read the words of someone else while I'm drunk
    In order to soak what I found beautiful
    Back to my veins, back in my blood
    Where it used to flow with the sound of your name.

    Have I become a cloud?
    Whispering through the sky
    Tickling your nose
    Like raw cigarette smoke through virgin nostrils,
    It's all that remains, but you don't know
    How loud my whispers are in your ears,
    You think it's only the wind calling your name.

    Missing you, missing you...
    Darling the trees bend with my tears
    Thinking of the days between us
    Taunting, flaunting their size to me
    As your kiss grows more distant,
    Feels like years...