Books with author Jesse-Ray Lewis

When they went to my fatherto see if he wanted to raise his twelve-year-old son he couldn’t pass the simple testof not having needles strewn all over the floor.The words are sometimes harsh and the visualizations raw, but so is reality for Jesse-Ray Lewis. He grew up in Appalachia surrounded by violence, drug dealing, and addiction.I held her for hours.There was foam at her mouth and blood as I cradled her.I am the one who closed her eyes.He entered foster care at age 12 and aged out of the system in 2016 at age 18. I thought, I want that.I want to live without walking from nowhere to nowhere.His poems rise up out of that shattered childhood as a quest for answers and a search for a new beginning. Hillbilly drug baby? Maybe that’s who I came out as. But it’s not who I want to be. In these poems, you see a young man on a precipice, wooed by drugs and forgetfulness, but longing for something bigger and better. I find a single droplet of hope and choke on it." Unafraid, he probes our deepest fears---what would it be like to live that life? To plumb the depths of hell?" - Saundra Kelley, author of Southern Appalachian Storytellers

"When they went to my father to see if he wanted to raise his twelve-year-old son he couldn’t pass the simple test of not having needles strewn all over the floor. The words are sometimes harsh and the visualizations raw, but so is reality for Jesse-Ray Lewis. He grew up in Appalachia surrounded by violence, drug dealing, and addiction.I held her for hours. There was foam at her mouth and blood as I cradled her. I am the one who closed her eyes. He entered foster care at age 12 and aged out of the system in 2016 at age 18.I thought, I want that. I want to live without walking from nowhere to nowhere. His poems rise up out of that shattered childhood as a quest for answers and a search for a new beginning.Hillbilly drug baby? Maybe that’s who I came out as. But it’s not who I want to be. In these poems, you see a young man on a precipice, wooed by drugs and forgetfulness, but longing for something bigger and better.I find a single droplet of hope and choke on it.

When the days got shorter, the trees dawned their gold and brown leaves, the nights got colder, and jack-o-lanterns smiled from every house window, it only meant one thing, Halloween was just around the corner!For Scolie, the little skeleton, Halloween was the best holiday, it was even better than Christmas. Every year he counted down the days till October 31st and put together the spookiest Halloween decorations for his family’s home.“It’s going to be the best night ever!” Scolie told his best friends Jack, the Jack-O-Lantern, and Straw, the scarecrow.Straw nodded and did a silly dance, “I’m going to dance till my head falls off!”

AMAZON #1 BESTSELLER and #1 HOT NEW RELEASE“This book is a life-changing experience. I have recovered, but a story like this may help others who want to go from demon to freedom.”ABOUT THE BOOKOne Drink Away describes my tale of addiction to alcohol, my near death, and my road to recovery. I took my first taste at age thirteen. As time passed, alcohol became a daily refuge for me. While I was in college, I always seemed to have alcohol on hand.When I joined the Navy, my addiction was growing, but I refused to see it. After the Navy, I returned to my old job of driving a truck where I usually had a few drinks with my buddies before I pulled out onto the open road with a drink in my hand. This became the pattern of my life.I tried numerous treatment centers, found myself hospitalized more than once, but still I persisted in my daily drinking habits. I couldn’t live without it, but it was killing me. I actually wanted to die but didn’t have the courage to commit suicide, so I prayed to God to take me during my sleep and relieve me of my demons. This is the story of my journey through hell and back, and I give all the glory to my higher power that I call God. I want you to know that it really is possible to go from the demon to freedom. I hope this book will help you, or someone you know, climb from the pits of hell to find happiness, joy and freedom, possibly for the first time in life.

"Why wasn't I born a colorful unicorn?"A unicorn's worth isn't based on how colorful they are; it's based on the size of their heart. But if you don't open your heart to accepting and seeing yourself for who you are, then you will never see how beautiful and wonderful you truly are." I am moonlight white.I have a magical horn.I'm Luna, the most beautiful unicorn.