Love Lessons from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Buffy Cover
Design by Jason Adam

Lisa Cheby’s first chapbook, Love Lessons from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, is now available through Dancing Girl Press, as well as directly from Lisa at readings (see the events page), and in local independent bookstores (list forthcoming).

 “Propelled by scraps of know-how from the contemporary heroine Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Lisa Cheby’s debut chapbook of poems pushes the possibilities of language with syntactical play and gutsy moves while she sifts through her own lost loves. ‘I tried to send you a smoke signal/but my blanket burst into flames,’ she laments in one poem but she keeps up with the challenges, even slaying if she needs to, ‘just watch/as I break the laws of existence.'”  Love Lessons from Buffy the Vampire Slayer is an up-to-the minute primer aiding us in the search for both the spirited and dark parts of ourselves while guiding us toward strength and transformation. ”   — Molly Bendall

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Two Poems by Lisa Cheby

One of my first publications.  Thanks, Citron Review!

The Citron Review

Lisa Cheby

Puerto Sagua, Collins Drive, South Beach Miami

A magnet protrudes from the register’s side,
a metal clip an earring dangling the day’s receipts
extolling the steps walked, the cups of coffee poured.

An all-American dinner of black beans, yucca frit con mojo, and café con leche,
bills pass from sandy sunburned hands to calloused palms
to a register as old as memories of Cuba,

of streamline aluminum and rounded keys like the curves and portholes
of the Ocean Drive hotels, stationary steamships yearning o sail,
weighted down by the thick, black iron of the cash drawer.


Though the sheer eggshell curtain I see
hazy outlines of honeysuckle blossoms, white-pink
smudges, a watercolor left in the rain. A breeze displaces
the panel revealing the flowers’ beauty banging against the screen
asking to be saved from the brooding sky behind;
clouds promise pelting daggers of water—not gentle
refreshing rain—rain…

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The Plot

This little poem reminds me of Tori Amos’ song, “Icicle.” If you’re not familiar with it, get thee to Spotify and give it a listen. In the meantime, enjoy reading!!



Everyone one has at least one vice.

If I wear a bonnet when I go alone

to Easter service, am I dating myself?

My mother said she was ready

to die when my sister found

someone to take care of her –

though Mom did not mean

the way you come

into my bed on the night

she died

over and over,                alone

I take this vow to live

my life of little deaths.

Lisa Cheby holds an MFA in Poetry from Antioch University, is an MLIS candidate at San Jose State University, and is the poetry editor for Annotation Nation.  Her poems and reviews have appeared in various journals including The Rumpus, The Citron Review…

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