words and phrases lay abandoned on every flat surface and on the floor below me so much glittering confetti that crunches under my bare feet the party over guests long gone home leaving me alone adrift among empty wine glasses plates of half-eaten promise I feel simultaneously sick from fare far too rich with false … Continue reading Empty – Christine E. Ray
bare skin glides against my rough edges like warm sand you buff my contours smooth mouth tracing the trail of my vertebrae you become cartographer of my ridges and valleys before breathing electricity along my spine bold fingertips find the places I ache work me like clay patiently loosen the knots I have tied myself into until … Continue reading Saturday Afternoon Poetry
I colored carefully inside the thick black lines of every coloring book ever handed to me my Crayolas never straying across socially imposed boundaries about who I could love who I could be I turned 16 chafed with the need for freedom to color the sky in shades of lavender the grass hot pink my … Continue reading True Colors – Christine E. Ray
I toss and turn images etched onto my corneas of your torches your flags symbols of hate it is the confidence pride with which you carry these symbols that haunts me no need to hide your identity in this New America led by a madman who values nothing but himself content to let this country … Continue reading Flags – Christine E. Ray
Brave & Reckless 