Whispers and Echoes

I discarded riches, discarded clothes,
discarded flesh from off my bones,
to take the step incomparable,
to stand before you
vulnerable.

Former art student, Crispina Kemp earned her crust in events and theatre management until illness stopped play. She’s now a volunteer (unpaid) poet, photographer, writer of micro-fiction and mega-length mythic fantasies set in prehistory. Visit her blog at: https://crimsonprose.wordpress.com/

Selected by the editor as a featured submission, May 2020

Originally posted on the site: 14/06/2019