I long to be buoyant an updraft to lift your wings allow you to glide thermals gracefully your eyes closed in exhilaration as crisp air fills your lungs but today I am a black balloon thrust upon you unexpectedly tied to your wrist with dirty frayed string that chafes at your skin a cold iron … Continue reading Baby’s Black Balloon – Christine E. Ray
my image splinters in the mirror as distance grows between surface smooth and inner truth where sharp rocks agitate in the acid bath of my gut my legs now a pale canvas for phantom scratches and bruises left by the coarse tree branch they dangle from as I sit sentinel over the abyss jaw locked … Continue reading Dangling – Christine E. Ray
Originally published on Blood Into Ink I fight so hard against the sign the good citizens insist should hang outside my door scratching at the carved letters until nails are torn fingers bleed letters ‘B’ and ‘i’ stained a deep rusty red that no amount of scrubbing will remove I have accepted more bitter pills … Continue reading Split Infinities – Christine E. Ray
the heart of my madness beats wildly beneath polished glass its feathered limbs twisting turning frantically a living thing fighting desperately to be free it is both monstrous and achingly beautiful as it contorts onyx and plum catching the light before it shifts midnight and crimson it is pitiable as it throws itself again and … Continue reading The Bell Jar – Christine E. Ray
the heart of my madness beats wildly beneath polished glass its feathered limbs twisting turning frantically a living thing fighting desperately to be free it is both monstrous and achingly beautiful as it contorts onyx and plum catching the light before it shifts midnight and crimson it is pitiable as it throws itself again and … Continue reading The Bell Jar – Christine E. Ray
my brain a busy place I ping-pong from one idea to another so many thoughts slam dance against my skull I am surprised my neck can support the weight sometimes I can wrestle unruly thought processes into complex story lines distracting technicolor shorts that play on the inside of restless lids other times thoughts … Continue reading Insomnia
Brave & Reckless 