I can feel the fading as color washes out of me I grow transparent insubstantial my feet no longer make contact with the ground I
Author: braveandrecklessblog
I refuse to be invisible. I honor my voice. I write because I have to.
That was Then, This is Now
i used to worry that others would finally see the truth of me my midnight darkness entwined with silver light reject me as the monster
We Will Not Be Silenced Giveaway on Goodreads
Spread the word! Indie Blu(e) Publishing is giving away five copies of We Will Not Be Silenced: The Lived Experience of Sexual Harassment and Sexual
On “The Myths of Girlhood” a poetry collection by Christine E. Ray Reviewed by Rachael Z. Ikins
With an intense almost Gothic darkness, reminiscent of the novels of Ann Rice, “Myths of Girlhood” entices us into its pages. Christine Ray references familiar
#tbt Waltz of Spirits
The floor stretches before me black and white checkerboard tile feet glide soundlessly to the waltz in my head My arms arched as if partnered
#tbt Here I Stand (Revisited)
This is an autobiographical fragment from my first year at the University of Pennsylvania’s School of Social Policy and Practice back in 1990. For those who
Coming January 2019 from Indie Blu(e) Publishing
Thrilled to announce that my second collection of poetry, The Myths of Girlhood, will be released by Indie Blu(e) Publishing later this month.
Wasps – Jimmi Campkin
Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective:
From Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective, available on Amazon Open up my skull and you…
Funeral Trumpets-Kindra Austin
Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective:
With each jug of spirits I ingest, my organs’ mourning does crescendo; and premature funeral trumpets bleat in…
