Raven Wilson : Writing

Submission

Submission

A Poem by Raven Wilson


I feel weak and depleted I'm not sorry, i'm defeated. I am sick, I am selfish I am hungry, starving, wraithe-ish. I am Poison, I am Plague I am w..
In Memory of Florentine Batzes

In Memory of Florentine Batzes

A Poem by Raven Wilson


The Lord is my Shepard; I shall not want. He is my salvation, and I lie under him, in his glory He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; He leade..
A Dream

A Dream

A Story by Raven Wilson


I am trapped in a room, hidden behind a library’s bookshelf, it is small and there are four other girls in the room with me. We are hungry, it..
"Truths"

\"Truths\"

A Poem by Raven Wilson


A sort of sequel to "Her"
Her

Her

A Poem by Raven Wilson


An experience I won't forget.
Jealousy

Jealousy

A Poem by Raven Wilson


Is it wrong to be jealous, with a black heart with a stare that can put daggers into a heart is it wrong , is it wrong. Is it wrong to be tired a..
Shush

Shush

A Poem by Raven Wilson


Shush little baby hear these words, hear mommy talking, soft and sure. Shes gunna tell you a story 'bout blood and shadows and how she bled. How ros..
Slice Stories

Slice Stories

A Poem by Raven Wilson


Sharp, shining, smooth cut wounds are a trick of the light. Every straight line tells a story of a ragged mind. Slits shining red grin at me, the..
Pray

Pray

A Poem by Raven Wilson


Pray all you want if we fall there will be nothing and no one to catch us. We're crashing down, we're falling down, the cushions float and you stil..
My Heart Of String

My Heart Of String

A Poem by Raven Wilson


Why are hearts the symbol of love? They gain nothing but stitches maybe the needle should be our symbol So sharp, shining with its wicked tip need..