August 9, 2019August 9, 2019 braveandrecklessblog

Featured Post: This Bridge Called My Back – Christine E. Ray

young ones you glance in my direction but you do not see your eyes slide off me as if I wear my gray hair my fine lines like a woven cloak of invisibility should I strip myself in front of you baring my vulnerability baring my rage? could you then see what lies beneath? this … Continue reading Featured Post: This Bridge Called My Back – Christine E. Ray

September 18, 2018 braveandrecklessblog

Poetry Fragment: Bodies at Rest and In Motion

February 6, 2018 braveandrecklessblog

Time is a River

fingers drift into still river of memory so treacherous so deep long to touch young woman i used to be warm themselves in the fire i blazed with i will concede these women may be more alike than not this heavy ache of longing that compresses chest leaves metallic taste in the back of throat … Continue reading Time is a River