I have learned to wear solitude quietly an old quilt draped over sharp shoulder blades engulfed in threadbare patches of memory that I worry with lonely fingertips softly blurring seams between amethyst indigo silver I straddle the scissor edge between missing you and loving you still aware that either way I bleed © 2018 Christine Elizabeth Ray – … Continue reading Blanketed

I have learned to wear solitude quietly an old quilt draped over sharp shoulder blades engulfed in threadbare patches of memory that I worry with lonely fingertips softly blurring seams between amethyst indigo silver I straddle the scissor edge between missing you and loving you still aware that either way I bleed © 2018 Christine Elizabeth Ray – … Continue reading One Year Ago Today: Blanketed

I have learned to wear solitude quietly an old quilt draped over shoulder blades engulfed in threadbare patches of memory that I worry with lonely fingertips softly blurring seams between amethyst indigo silver I straddle the scissor edge between missing you and loving you still aware that either way I bleed   © 2018 Christine Elizabeth Ray – … Continue reading Blanketed