By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick The color of pain is blackness enveloping the flesh It bares the bones A skeleton remains The color of pain is crimson From the gashes blood seeps No compress halts the stream The color of pain…
By: Holly Day The skeleton stands by an open hole, freshly dug leans on its spade and mourns the loss of its skin. Just days before, a riot of fibrous nerves and thick lobes of muscle wrapped it tight in…
By: Linda M Crate your bones were too heavy to carry so i dropped them watched them break and shatter just as you tried to do to my dreams, but the fire you used to envelope them built me back…