The Cubic Weight of Sadness

sadness covered her a blanket of thick wet snow yardstick-deep melancholy weighed her to the ground masked her eyes filled her nose her mouth deadening her senses suffocating her mere feet from the warmth safety of the open door Photo Credit: Peter Szto, PhD © 2016 Revised 2020 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved

Ice

the ice jam of words long lodged at the back of my throat has begun to melt syllable by delicious syllable that tickle going down they roil in my gut conscious kinetic unsettled pressure of repressed feeling building against the shape-shifting mass that remains blocking my flow will I exhale delicate crystals into my waiting … Continue reading Ice