Seasons

The afternoon light, beneath my toes talking a pale story where a mother aborts another one, father, a ruminating hard albumen. our typewriters often broke, and another language was written deformed, cracked Summers have always taught to swim winters, quietly taught about sinking. and a star too that dissolves at night. i have seen it … Continue reading Seasons

This Room is Not for Rent-Christine Ray

The Greek chorus has declared me damaged beyond repair incapable of a “normal” life “better off dead” say the well-meaning citizens than “broken” preferring the image of the golden haired innocent child angel comforted by a merciful God over the living angry woman who refuses to be silent I try not to let these voices … Continue reading This Room is Not for Rent-Christine Ray

On Forces of Nature- Aurora Phoenix/Insights from “Inside”

the river does not question herself when the heavens torrent and the flooding of her banks encroaches uncomfortably deluged in downpours overwhelming emotions I overflow impinge upon your mythical white picket fences the volcano does not self-recriminate when twisters of fate spin beyond control and funnels of fury darken doorways shatter windowpanes whirling in misbegotten … Continue reading On Forces of Nature- Aurora Phoenix/Insights from “Inside”