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Visions (Book II of the Almana Series)
Genre: YA, Fantasy, Dystopia/Post-apocalyptic, Romance
Publisher: Angel Press Publishing
Publication Date: December 2017
Visions, the second book in the captivating Almana Series from international bestselling author, Julayn Adams.
In a world full of violence and hatred, Alexa still believes in hope. She is the reason Almana left heaven to risk everything, including her own immortal soul. But when Almana returns from the abyss with visions of an impending attack on their community, Alexa’s plans to…
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My mother is from Brooklyn. Flatbush, to be exact. She is also a red-head. As a red-headed, freckled little girl in Flatbush between 1971-1994, you can imagine how quickly she learned to toughen up.
She looked over her shoulder as she ran to catch the 2 or the 5, not knowing whether she preferred to be inside the subway or out. Mom called her brother when she was mugged, not the cops; not that they took much. One of five children, anything extra my mother had was either in her belly or on her back. She fought for all she had because she worked like hell for it.
I know nothing of this life. I have lived in a sheltered little Long-Island ranch since I was four years old. If my parents struggled, I didn’t know it. I only know of fighting and mugging and the evils of the world…
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Lime green crop top,
stitched across the breast-
something I stole from Camden market
because I was the best
All that summer,
I never bought a single thing.
I thought that I was grown
and knew it all and more,
and that I’d always known.
Thought I was not a little girl
while throwing toys
against the world, to see what stuck.
SaidI don’t give a fuck
and felt brave, and tall.
But for all the make-up, I was young
and the grown up pose I struck
was always wrong.
(I see that in the photos, now
of clothes that I was not allowed,
me,drinking on the spinning ground,
withfriends around me.)
I was the best at running,
the best at theft.
But that long, boldsummer,
I wasn’t old enough
for saying yes.