Raw Earth Ink is proud to present emje mccarty’s Tangled Together, a collection of short stories. Emje mixes her brand of dark humor, dystopian science fiction, parenting mishaps, and relationship faux pas. You can find her book on lulu, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Kindle, or signed copies directly from emje. I know she still has […]
beneath the jagged waves my face silently slips moonlight accents edge peaks and valleys and I’m no longer fighting it releasing my final breath I’m floating softly in this cold new world sinking down into the vast depths I look above to see the gentle beams reflections of some far off light sifting through the […]
My review of Joseph Pinto’s debut poetry book, “A Distilled Spirit”.
I hold memories of you like a wave-worn rock nestled in my pocket reaching in, my fingers float along your soft edges /the gentle curves of who you were /who I remember you to be /who we once were I feel your weight a whispering touch, I cradle that ache again /the fervent ache to […]
My review of River Dixon’s chapbook collection of poetry, “These Days Drip From Me”.
I’m digging deep. Trying, hoping to become what I think you want me to be. I’m holding tight. Gasping, desperate to breathe. Daring myself to become more. I’m reaching, stretching begging for your hand. More than just an idea or an artist or a passing fancy. I’m digging deep. Spreading myself thin. Reckless almost. Frantic […]
Hiya! I am absolutely delighted to be able to announce that my collection of poetry ‘Falling Sleet’ has just been published! It is currently … POETRY COLLECTION
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Ten years. Damn. It doesn’t feel like ten years. My body remembers. Remembers like it was a few months ago. My chest remembers. The ache. The brokenness. The questions. The tears… oh god, the tears. Somehow it was my fault, I’m sure of it. I’ll never forgive myself. I don’t expect anyone else to either. […]
The loss was so profound So deep So all-encompassing that it Seemed For a time As if the tears would Never End “Will I ever stop crying?” I asked the world in general In poured the platitudes The endearments The empty gestures And then she spoke up from the midst “Never. You’ll never stop crying.” […]
