It was easy to break her marinating heart on a Friday night when she was sat at the candle-lit kitchen table, chain-smoking and listening to Janis Joplin, or The Eagles, or Rod Stewart; sometimes I didn’t, but most times I did because the tone of my voice, or the choice of my words, or the … Continue reading Blackness
Month: February 2018
The Storm That is Brewing- Christine Ray
The silent scream I stifle cuts my throat to ribbons makes my eyes my ears bleed raises phantom welts on my skin spelling out dirty unpure damaged Hiding behind a mask of cool civility I pass for human you think me passive weak mute You fail to see the suppressed rage that boils … Continue reading The Storm That is Brewing- Christine Ray
Immortal- Sarah Doughty
"I don't know how much strength I have left to keep fighting ghosts that never die." These poisonous thoughts are my curse. My downfall. My demise. They haunt me. Taunt me. And burn me to bone and ash. What was once a voice, whispering in my ear like a little demon, is now a continuous … Continue reading Immortal- Sarah Doughty
Midnight Series
Le Nandini
Cracking Your Armor
Stephanie Bennett-Henry pierces through the armor
You headstrong princess.
You stubborn warrior, hard and fierce.
No one told you about the day
when it would all come crumbling down
and you would lie there softened.
No one warned you about the day
you wouldn’t be able to stop
the cracking of your own armor,
that you would fall hard
and be covered in your own pieces.
No one prepared you for this day,
when you would come face to face
with the biggest battle of your life
and the war staring back at you
would be your own eyes.
Well, I am telling you now,
it’s not a fight you can look away from,
but try as you might,
the war of yourself is the toughest one
you will ever look in the eyes.
So look long and look hard.
This is the one that matters,
the one you cannot runaway from.
This is you
fighting…
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Silence Severed- Christine Ray
I held the silence for so long that it became a thing a monster with dripping fangs and sharpened claws that began to eat my heart shred my soul just when my days became as dark as my sleepless nights and I thought that finally, I was done something deep inside stirred awoke courage rage passion … Continue reading Silence Severed- Christine Ray
A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing-Kristiana Reed
It wasn't until after you'd left me with voices in my head, that I found your sweater; mutton-coloured, merino wool folded neater than I could ever be. I pulled it on in my haphazard, this is why you're not a mother way. You would have gently sneered as the itchy wool shuddered over my … Continue reading A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing-Kristiana Reed
Unseen-Aurora Phoenix
do you not see her? the cowering fawn peering cautious and doe eyed behind flippant bang flips biting back her fears with her insolent lip. she watches you ancient soul reading your exigencies with survivor fluency belied by halting rhetorical cadence do you not know her? the ravenous infant who suckles greedily at … Continue reading Unseen-Aurora Phoenix
We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One
Just another day just another town bullet perforated backpacks spilling loose-leaf lined paper, textbooks onto blood stained sidewalks helicopters hovering to give us the birds eye view I tried to avert my eyes out of respect for the dead the injured but I could not look away Christine Ray Even though I should Because I … Continue reading We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One
Imprint- Rosema C. Gonzales
You carry a bloodline that has survived years of hunger and hate, a mutating gene that has conquered thousands of decaying dates, the sturdy roots of forefathers who had lived for your beginning, the dauntless bones and bricks of humans who valued breathing. Survivor is long imprinted in your veins. You are born to break limiting … Continue reading Imprint- Rosema C. Gonzales
