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Lanaia Lee is a 46-year-old stroke survivor that suffered a stroke at 35 due to high blood pressure. Her disease is called erratic hypertension. Ever since the stroke Lanaia has been in a wheelchair but she hasn't let that stop her one bit! In Lanaia's own words "I still rock and roll, and I mean literally roll!" Lanaia has also lost six children due to her problem with blood pressure, leaving her with no living children, except for her 3 year old Jack Russell Terrier. He is her baby and constant companion. She has been married to a wonderful husband for ten years, who is also in a wheelchair, but they live totally independently and on their own. Although according to Lanaia "this factor does make life interesting! But we face each challenge with the help of God" Her grandmother, a self-professed black witch, raised Lanaia after her mother died when she was eight years old. So why does Lanaia write such dark poetry? In Lanaia's words " I guess being raised with the occult and supernatural explains why I have such a knack for dark poetry. Writing is one of the few things I can do that relaxes me. I will probably write for as long as I live because this is something that I really love to do. God gave me this literary gift, so why not use it?" Lanaia Lee's works can be found here on her home page as well as around. It's time for Desolate Poetry with your host, Lanaia Lee! Words to kill by. A whopping 85 pieces of poetry divided up into four paths. I was compelled to write this. This is not my usual style. Some may consider this controversial. I am of people like Charles Manson, Ted Bundy, Jeffrey Dahmer, and the like . . . This is not dark poetry but I had to write this in memory of Christopher Reeves, a man disabled like me but never gave up this man was greatly admired. Let me show you this exquisite, big, beautiful house . . . I stand before this so called trial to defend my very soul . . . |