Stella
Rosa
by
Chrysa Keenon
Why
does the poison
Make
my words flow easier?
The
burn through my veins is like
the
lightning of God
cursing
me with the pain all humanity has wrought
I
hate the feeling
but
the elixir makes me see stars
Dancing
across my skin, like when you’re around.
If
I could touch one, I would
crush
it into my bones
and
make it part of me, not letting it
flow
away in the morning
like
my dreams of you.
Bio: Chrysa Keenon is a student at Taylor University, studying Professional Writing. She has been published in various newspapers and magazines, including Changes in Life, The Echo, The Fictional Cafe, and Evangelical Church Libraries. She spends the time she is not writing reading and perfecting her knitting skills.
Bio: Chrysa Keenon is a student at Taylor University, studying Professional Writing. She has been published in various newspapers and magazines, including Changes in Life, The Echo, The Fictional Cafe, and Evangelical Church Libraries. She spends the time she is not writing reading and perfecting her knitting skills.