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Myria Mandell
  • 41, Female
  • Albuquerque, NM
  • United States

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Poet, freelance photographer, and Jewelry & Accessory Designer

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Relationship Status:
In a relationship
My favorite band
Ellie Goulding, Matisyahu, Kaskade, Alice In Chains, Bernadette Seacrest, Bjork, Cypress Hill, Nicki Minaj, DJ Noah York City, Erykah Badu, Fiona Apple, Gogol Bordello, Gossip, Gwen Stefani, Jamiroquai, Hank Williams, Kasey Chambers, Kid Cudi, Lucinda Williams, Ludacris, Lupe Fiasco, Neutral Milk Hotel, Old Crow Medicine Show, Outkast, Poema, Rasputina, Rose's Pawn Shop, Snoop Dogg/Snoop Lion, Sublime, The Cranberries, The Specials, Too Short, The Clash
My website
My short bio
I'm a Self-published poet who is anti-slam. That's right! I can appreciate it as an art form and respect those involved but I prefer spoken word without all those rules and restrictions.

I was first published when I was 9 and later published my first book at the age of 22. You can get my book at

My dad was a spanish-colonial historian, writer, and photographer. I have a business selling prints of his photos and making handcrafted embossed photo note cards. I also do freelance photography and web design. Check out his website at:

I have another business called Beloved Bijou Adornments & Accessories. I design jewelry, purses, and altered art stash & storage containers. You can view my items at and

If you're interested in crafts then please follow my arts & crafts blog at

My Work

Your Beautiful Facade

I wonder who you really are
as you cleverly
love and caress me

the caring is there
yet, the facade remains

a polite white mesh
similar to cheese cloth
or silk gauze
sheer, flowing and inviting
I can see pieces of you behind it

at times you pull the side over slightly
to peek your head out
and smile at me

when me make love
you take it down
and use it to cover the two of us
wrap us up in your beautiful facade

with it we make a tent
like white sheets on the clothesline
clean and warm

I get lost among the
rows and rows
layers and layers

we play hide and seek among the sheets
I chase you through the
layers of your facade
frantically trying to catch you
until all the spinning, chasing, and confusion
makes me dizzy

then, you smile
kiss me
and retreat
beind your beautiful facade


Miscellaneous Haiku

kittens chasing string
batting at the moving thread
busily playing


a cicada's shell
left behind on a tree trunk
the back split open


cold, wet, autmn night
I visualize lying
in my warm, dry bed


raindrops falling down
are cleaning and watering
the dusty city


my dog takes bisquits
like Catholics accept holy
communion wafers


The Daily Lobo
"Instinct, honesty serve self-published poet well"
by Sari Krosinsky

Myria Mandell's Blog

Mr. T 7/26/09

Posted on May 6, 2011 at 10:46pm 0 Comments

Mr. T


You eyes

Have captured my soul

The memory of each glance

Puts me in a trance

And in my mind

I dive

Into you aqua eyes

Touched by your…


One in the Same 1/18/2009

Posted on May 6, 2011 at 10:42pm 0 Comments

One in the Same

My heart is set free

No longer bound to

An unrequited love


You cannot

choose whom you love

You cannot

choose who loves you

You can…


Kitten Kisses

Posted on May 6, 2011 at 10:30pm 0 Comments

Kitten Kisses

with lips so moist and soft
your kisses taste
like ice cold milk

I am the kitten
who dips her tongue in
to hungrily savor
the flavor of your mouth

Haiku Collection

Posted on May 6, 2011 at 10:22pm 0 Comments

Haiku Collection

kittens chasing string

batting at the moving thread

busily playing


a cicada's shell

left behind on a tree trunk

the back split open



cold, wet, Autumn night

I visualize lying

in my warm, dry bed


raindrops falling down

are cleaning and watering

the dusty city



my dog takes biscuits

like Catholics accept… Continue

Enjoying Myself

Posted on May 6, 2011 at 10:21pm 0 Comments

Enjoying Myself
walking around, feeling the grass
tickle between my toes
looking around this peaceful place
where the flowers blossom, grow

rolling around on the ground
smiling with glee
enjoying the sun
I'm the only one
just the sun, and the grass,
and me

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At 2:38pm on November 22, 2014, Dean Steven Nichols said…

Thank you Myra. However, she is not psychic, she is the ghost of chief's wife, and she is guiding the "chosen one" to stop the curse.But will she? (evil smile)

At 2:31pm on November 22, 2014, Dean Steven Nichols said…

I am also working on some music; 22 tracks can be downloaded for free form my website. I am only looking for your honest feedback. And don't worry, the truth won't hurt my feeling. Just be honest.

At 2:24pm on November 22, 2014, Dean Steven Nichols said…

I wrote some poetry, but it's not my forte. I am mainly writing Horror, suspense, Goth, Mystery. Currently, I am working on my debut novel I've titled The Malediction Legacy. Here is the short outline.


Elissa Ashlynn Harlow, a rational NY Police detective, investigates a murder. Though the crime, committed in a busy subway during rush hour, except a drunken homeless man who insists an Indian is the killer, and a mysterious feather in the victim's mouth, she has no witnesses, and no suspects.

With no leads, she talks to her friend Mike Johnson, homicide detective and close friend. Mike convinces her to consult a psychic, who has cooperated with him in the past. The rational detective, though never believed in the paranormal, visits the psychic, and learns that the murder could be the result of a 350 year-old curse of the Chief Quanah Aucaman, the last chief of the Munsee Indians.

She questions the psychic, how does she know so much, and if there is a way to stop the curse. The psychic reveals that the secret of stopping the curse is written on the last page of the medicine man's book, but no one has seen the book for the last 300 years.

Elissa begins researching and with the help of Mike, the Indian reservation, and a retired cemetery groundskeeper, she finds the medicine man's grave. The psychic, a Native American Indian middle-aged woman named Nayeli Moema, tell her that a sacred ceremonial dance must be performed first, by a male who can see the spirit, or, the curse will kill them.

Mike suggests the homeless man who had claimed that the Indian kill him, he could perhaps have seen the spirit. With NYPD'S help, find the homeless in an alley nearly dead. Nayeli tells her that, the opening ceremony can only take place the night of the ninth full moon. After his recovery, with only a few days to the full moon, Nayeli teaches him the dance.

On the night of the full moon, Elissa, with Nayeli, Mike, and four members of the Indian reservation gathered at the cemetery. The homeless performed the dance; the spirit of the Medicine man appeared and gave her the book. Nayeli tells her that, if she can read the book, she could be the next victim, and that she cannot flip to the last page, she has to read the entire book. The book will only let her read a few pages a day, and ones she turns the page, she cannot go back because the writing will appear scrambled.

Knowing that she can be the next victim, she begins reading the book. The book gives her a challenge and the writing becomes unreadable. With Mike's help, she realized that the book wants her to redeem the chief’s honor, and until then she will not let her read further.

Uncertain of what the book wants, she files a petition to build a replica of the village in its original location. After several petitions and denials and with the help of the Indian reservation and media, the city grants her request.

However, the book challenges her again to move the remains of the chief and his family to the village.

After completing the relocation, and the village opens to the public Elissa quits her job and becomes an active advocate for American Indian rights.

At 11:17am on June 16, 2010, Catherine Y. Fridey said…
Thanks, Myria. I will put up an excerpt from one of my screenplays. Thanks for letting me join the group. Best, Catherine
At 10:50pm on February 12, 2010, LuLu said…
hope you can attend the POETRY PARTY...(very non-slam) ! we'd love to hear from you!
At 6:49pm on February 2, 2009, Nicholas D. Ward said…
You should expand your bio, letting members where they can get your published works might be a good idea.
At 5:56pm on February 2, 2009, Jack Jackson said…
Hey. um no that's a picture from my ranch. its pretty cool though huh.
At 3:59pm on February 2, 2009, Nicholas D. Ward said…
Very NICE! Please keep us up with your work. Is there anywhere our members can find your book?
At 9:03am on February 2, 2009, Niles Mahlman said…
Thanks for joining Studio Broadway @ the root 66! we are excited to see everyones involvement and passion for the arts. Keep it up!

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