I feel the weight of the battery pack digging into my neck, as it hangs over my heart. I feel the wires tangling around my breasts. The pull of the adhesive on my skin leaves behind dark rings and reddened agitation. The pack sometimes vibrates, bringing my attention to the weight at my hip, and … Continue reading Wires
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Slipping
Hold back, hold on, letting go is too easy there is a catch, there has to be, something, something give it meaning, tell me what is needed to be heard, before it slips through the thin grasp I have. Let go they say, let it be free, but there is a catch, always a catch … Continue reading Slipping
Focal Point
The morning humidity bled into a dry, heated afternoon that left clothing clinging uncomfortably to slick skin recently doused with luke warm water that had laid just outside the mercy of the shade cast by a nearby chair. The now empty bottle baked, forgotten in course grass, next to half a dozen bottles that had … Continue reading Focal Point
Writing Challenge: Verbiage
It's been over a year but yesterday I received a writing challenge. The question posed was this: I've been writing a lot of poetry myself lately and I'm stuck on the topic of verbiage.How we can say or write one thing and yet mean another. How we can hide and bury our emotions in words. … Continue reading Writing Challenge: Verbiage
Faith Taryn Davies 