Poems from rachelbarnett96
Days like todayMore ordinary than the lastmake my veins achemy knees wobblemy ribs rattle
I am shaken into existenceInto a reality of...
I saw you lying prostrate in your bed of bones and crumbsthe white sheets were stretched to reveal your garbage heap,your nest a collage...
When the darkness can have a namewhen it can make shapes that look like the people you’ve forgottenwhen it wraps a sense of warm...
Your skin wears thin, white against your knucklesyou’ve grown accustomed to fistsyou welcome the bruises and purple, black eyeskicks are...
And still the sea beckoned
washings it’s salty brine over my feet
trapping them for good
I would be the lighthouse
the beacon in the night...