Poems from GingerRay
The floor is cold beneath my toes as I breath in the chemical cocktail of city air. Thescent of bleach and antiseptic cling to me like...
The sky is black with ashes of flesh and bone as fires consume our souls. The sun goes down, the stars come up, and all thats left is the...
White snow drifts from above, like ashes from the great fire in the sky. As flake’s fall to the ground the cold licks my spine and sends...
The world stops to the sound of humanity. I turn around only to fall to my knees. The drowning beauty of the death of a dying...