stripped down to ink to bone i am revealed surplus marble carved away leaving deep curves razor sharp edges baptized by neon lights bathed in sacred indigo glow i am the night i am the night i am the night © 2018 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
We inherit The wordless cry Of all our former Selves (CER) They layer themselves upon us ragged cloaks of the homeless dragging at our heels (AP) Dusk takes one last breath Swallowing golden specks of us Scattered among the detritus No light reflects From such depths We are the chosen (1W-W) We stumble against starless … Continue reading Recombinant Selves
my heart dresses in black lace when I slide beads slowly through my practiced hands their surfaces warm worn smooth against calloused fingertips it is the tender tissue of my throat that stings as I murmur their names one by one in order of loss head bowed low in the candlelight no omissions are allowed … Continue reading Prayer for the Dead – Christine E. Ray
Brave & Reckless 