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Confessions of a Self-Loathing Narcissist: A Solipsistic Self Portrait

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Confessions of a Self-Loathing Narcissist: A Solipsistic Self Portrait

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Priscilla McGreer

Author Bio

Priscilla McGreer is a young poet and a student of classical and English literature. She is deeply interested in mythology, esoteric philosophy and ancient spiritual traditions. She is currently working on a series of poems that critiques patriarchal history and culture from the point of view of Lilith, a figure from Hebrew mythology. “Confessions of a Self-Loathing Narcissist” is her first book.

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“Confessions of a Self-Loathing Narcissist” explores deeply personal, yet profoundly universal, themes such as friendship, childhood, love, sex and death. “Confessions” uses the cosmic lens of astrology to examine the nature of self-hood as it develops through critical life phases. Each of the twelve poems is named after one of the houses of the zodiac. The series begins with the birth of self-identity, the traditional theme of the first house, and ends with the mystical dissolution of the egoic self, the experience of the twelfth house.

Book excerpt

House of Friendship
when the world descends on itself there will be no safety in tunnels or in towers
when the stores are empty and the streets are bloody
and the fish stop swimming and the bees stop humming
and the crops have rusted and the wells are dry
when the angel with a foot on each continent unrolls the scroll with all our names
it’s you and me against all the people who never saw past first impressions
for the teleology of selfishness is fear
and God will leave us to each other
but your welfare is safe forever
in the pockets of mended promises we kept for each other
tattered though we were with our broken teenaged hearts
we soothed our desperations in our instant recognition of each other
and we grew up on each other’s backs and in each other’s conscience
and we became more powerful than government administration
scoffed at Plato and laughed at Christ, those little peewees,
boisterous with shared conviction
when I smashed the life I was born to
and rejected the parasitic lovers I was devoted to,
nose-diving into adulthood a chain-smoking romance-aholic
you were the good company that made it all terrible funny
yours is the impression left when I consider myself in the world

 

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