by Emma-Jane Barlow | Aug 2, 2013 | Poetry
Turning the corner alone, you left behind. A daughter whose words were wise and kind. Ripping apart all that is known. Now all that is left is skin and bone. The heart will heal, but respect is lost. Change can have an unforgivable cost. Desires of the future will...
by Emma-Jane Barlow | Feb 4, 2012 | Poetry
Sinking, like a boat on troubled waters, on a dark December’s night, I cry. Hollow chest awakened, flooded with blue. Sinking, Ice cold snowflakes fall on the window pane. Sinking, on a dark December’s...
