the past sits in front of me an old, battered trunk that I drag reluctantly with me from place to place I keep it in the attic like the unwanted baggage that it is covered in cobwebs it is dusty makes me sneeze multiple padlocks and straps keep the lid securely in place opening this trunk … Continue reading Unpacking – Christine E. Ray
you are scars sculptured onto my soul black ink memory etched into my skin silver bullets shot from a high–powered rifle penetrating my flesh embedding in my heart my lungs i watch the drops of blood slowly pool at my feet while I struggle to breathe deep the empty air left behind in your wake … Continue reading Silver Bullets
the past sits in front of me an old, battered trunk that I drag reluctantly with me from place to place I keep it in the attic like the unwanted baggage that it is covered in cobwebs it is dusty makes me sneeze multiple padlocks and straps keep the lid securely in place opening this trunk … Continue reading Unpacking (reimagined)
The past sits in front of me in an old, battered trunk that I have dragged around these many years I rarely take it out of the attic It is dusty makes me sneeze Multiple padlocks and straps keep the lid securely in place Opening this trunk requires preparation I like to have a chair … Continue reading Unpacking (reimagined)
you are scars sculptured onto my soul black ink memory etched into my skin silver bullets shot from a high–powered rifle penetrating my flesh embedding into my heart my lungs i watch the drops of blood slowly pool at my feet while I struggle to breathe deep the empty air left behind in your wake … Continue reading Silver Bullets
The past sits in front of me in an old, battered trunk that I have dragged around these many years I rarely take it out of the attic It is dusty makes me sneeze Multiple padlocks and straps keep the lid securely in place Opening this trunk requires preparation I like to have a chair … Continue reading Unpacking (reimagined)
Brave & Reckless 