Tag Archives: Christine E. Ray

SHARP – A WEYWARD SISTERS COLLABORATION

I am playing with knives
again
sharpening them
lovingly
against brown leather strap
admiring the way
hair splits cleanly
upon the well-honed edge
(Christine E. Ray)
…………………

I aim at dreams
knife them
as trophies on my wall.
I can always
take one down
quench the thirst
of a turbulent wound
with
tainted endearment
from the poisoned well
We dug and drained
under the wing of
One night.
I’m in love
with a stabbed dream.
(Iulia Halatz)

https://braveandrecklessblog.com/2019/08/25/sharp-a-weyward-sisters-collaboration-2/

Surrender to decay – Christine Ray

Invincible artistry in Christine Ray‘s words on braveandrecklessblog.com:

“together they created a home for hope
a classic combination for deliciousness
riding the Darjeeling Express
they chose to
surrender to decay…”

https://braveandrecklessblog.com/2019/05/14/surrender-to-decay-2/

Christine E. Ray is an indie author and freelance editor who lives outside of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. You can read more of her work on her blog Brave and Reckless. The Myths of Girlhood is available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble Online, and Book Depository.

CANDICE LOUISA DAQUIN REVIEWS THE MYTHS OF GIRLHOOD

For the International Women’s Day I introduce Candice’s review of a Christine Ray‘s spellbinding book – Myths of Girlhood

“Christine Ray is an extremely rare creature, seemingly transplanted from another age and time, in that she knows absolutely no bounds and will persevere through any obstacle and has the passion of a seventeenth-century bard in her poetic composition and expression.”

Read the whole review: https://indieblu.net/2019/01/30/candice-louisa-daquin-reviews-the-myths-of-girlhood/
You can read more of Candice’s writing at The Feathered Sleep.

Christine E. Ray is an indie author and freelance editor who lives outside of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. You can read more of her work on her blog Brave and Reckless. The Myths of Girlhood is available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble Online, and Book Depository.

Important Announcement from Sudden Denouement Publishing

Nicole Lyons’ stunning books, I Am a World of Uncertainties Disguised as a Girl and Blossom and Bone are currently on sale at Amazon for $9.99 each. Once Amazon’s stock of these books has been sold, these titles will NOT be available again. Don’t miss your chance to own these amazing books!

Read more: https://suddendenouement.com/2019/02/25/important-announcement-from-sudden-denouement-publishing/

#TBT MARKED by Christine E. Ray

Exquisite brave words by the fierce Christine Elizabeth Ray:

“We were more than fingerprints

brushed across each other’s wrists

we loved recklessly

and deeply

dipped our hands

into our souls…”

braveandrecklessblog.com/2018/09/13/tbt-marked

Christine E. Ray is an indie author and freelance editor who lives outside of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. You can read more of her work on her blog Brave and Reckless. Her first book of poetry, Composition of a Woman, is available through Amazon and other major online book retailers.

Sharp- A Weyward Sisters Collaboration

Sharp– Enthralling Weyward Sisters Collaboration for the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective, where words are blades and images glint like fire

“I am playing with knives
again
sharpening them
lovingly
against brown leather strap
admiring the way
hair splits cleanly
upon the well-honed edge”
(Christine E. Ray)

“Listen!
Sounds like a violin–
fine strings ‘gainst steel bow
I play concerto
splitting hairs”
(Kindra M. Austin)

“I’m trimming those frayed ends
sharpening those
pointy convictions
giving them a sharp edge
a serrated opinion,
ready to pierce you
where it hurts you more”
(Megha Sood)

“Cold steel on skin,
I blossom,
stare down the line
take aim
at friend, foe and fortune
with my throwing knives;
multiply and divide,
split and survive.”
(Kristiana Reed)

“I like a razor
but xyraphi sings to me
of shreds, edges, ends
sweeter than any cutlery.
An x is an eraser,
that’s why I draw it long
to keep it clean and short
and shave me complication.
Oh, how I love a razor!”
(Basilike Pappa)

“There was a shadow crowd
And a circle of light. Sawdust stank
Beneath my feet like dirty salt hair
And the thud
Against the board
Came like the footsteps of God.
Ribbons of air and time and space
Gathered round my ankles,
Coils of blue light.
Looping and curling and purring,
They crooned my power,
Sharp to draw blood from stone.”
(Lois E. Linkens)

“The slice was white lightening
lacerating flesh from bone
in the moment of searing truth.
I slash and gnash
my teeth barbed and keen
well-oiled from the feast
of my rotting soul.
I chop at the edges
of yesterday’s sorrow
but the pain! I feel it not
only the blinding sting
of my wayward might”
(Aurora Phoenix)

“All the time in the world
Pressing down
Sharp as the obsidian
Black night
You relinquished me
To oblivion
Surviving on
Insidious pain
Of yesterday
Tapered to the edge
Of no tomorrow”
(1Wise-Woman)

“I aim at dreams
knife them
as trophies on my wall.
I can always
take one down
quench the thirst
of a turbulent wound
with
tainted endearment
from the poisoned well
We dug and drained
under the wing of
One night.
I’m in love
with a stabbed dream.”
(Iulia Halatz)

“The blade cut into the night and flashed silver against the moonlight. And even though my ears heard no sounds but the thundering of my heart, I swore I could hear the sharp metal singing it’s high-pitched tune as it sliced through the air. It slipped through my skin like it was warm butter and at first I felt nothing. I wondered if maybe it was shock or disbelief. But then the pain started. Like someone injected gasoline into my bloodstream and lit a match. I watched as the thick, red liquid poured out of the fresh wound and begged for death. And as he stood over me, he licked my blood from his dagger and smiled down at me in a show of blood-stained teeth — right before everything went black.

When I awoke from the nightmare, I reminded myself that I was alive and the true face behind my fears liked it when I called him Daddy. The only comfort I found was knowing that death came for him first. Too bad he didn’t take the memories with him.”
(Sarah Doughty)

SUDDEN DENOUEMENT PUBLICATIONS: Christine E. Ray’s Composition of a Woman

Leaves of life by the trailblazing Christine E. Ray

Her world is made of crystals, trees, charcoal, waves, randomness, indifference, turbulence and numbness, conquests and terrors, blood, flesh and tears, innumerable windpipes for ravenous hopes, painted dreams and never-lost-loves…
And when she gives a name to charcoal, it becomes a diamond.
Yes, her words have that power.

Composition of a Woman is currently available on Amazon.com, Amazon.ca.