Dead
Search my soul find no one home black as coal my heart lost to the darkest darkness of dreams that scream a quiet rage hidden as the calm of shadows armed and stalking like a haunting hunger to welcome the unwelcome inside the empty ©Debbie Berk 2017
The Girl Who Waits at the Edge of the Tracks
I keep her ghost as if she were my own and though I never knew her I can feel her stirring within my bones, can hear the whispered breaths of her calling the secrets of our lost flesh home 7/6/2017 Debbie Berk rev 8/15/2017 Image created using stock photos from 123rf along with one of…
The Warrior
It is through the distance of the deepest darkness slow and long that I find the dawn touching the face of hope as I trace the shadows and the shape of one more scar searching the edges or the center of the light that shines, guides from the fight of the flame ever burning within…
