Wings

Wings

by Carmen H Gray

I traveled into the black hole

I was warned I’d be spaghettified

Maybe I have been

My heart was stretched

My thoughts were ripped apart

And all things were upended

They said “you won’t make it back”

Fare thee well

“You will be dead to me” I heard

But death begets a new life

For inside a chrysalis

A being dissolves

Unrecognizable

Spaghettified, one might say

I don’t think I made it back

To where I was

The world is not as it was before

Within the limitless chaos

There is order in the unexpected

Hope IS the thing with feathers

Like Emily writes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

True Grit

“It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.”-e.e. cummings

True Grit

by Carmen H Gray

Grit

Is the wayward

Fragment

That has tried to settle

Into you

Weighed heavily

On you

That you finally

Accept

And surround

With layers

Of your real self

Creating

A rare

And precious

Gem