Today, I take a step out of my comfort zone and review Tales of a Temptress, a book of erotic poetry and prose by Amanda Lucinda.

Let me make it completely clear that I am not normally a reader of either erotica or poetry, so I definitely advise you to take this review with a grain of salt.

Tales of a Temptress is a very quick, very vulgar read, and a bit chaotic as collections go; some of the poems within are only a few lines long while others are several pages. I don´t think this is a bad thing. In fact, it fits quite well with the overall vibe.

While the cliches I expected to find on my first foray into erotica did make an appearance here and there (hey there, fishnets, heels, and neckties), I also found much more.

With themes of fear, jealousy, abandonment, and gender inequality, Tales of a Temptress is more than just sex. It screams female empowerment and bubbles over with rage in places. My favorite of the entire collection would have to the following line from ¨catcall¨, in response to being told to smile by a man:

¨I´m not here as your jester

Or your ray of sunshine

My emotions are solely mine¨

It´s hard to argue with that.

4/5 would recommend to those who enjoy some thought with their graphic sex scenes.