Mine to Tell

imagine

your most shameful moments

those chapters of your life

you don’t re-read

even under the covers

late at night

with the flashlight

you were admonished

to extinguish

hours ago

before your eyelids

dredged the shore for sand

those grainy scenes

captured by a drunken

videographer

tripping backward through the mist

overlaid discordant

dissonant minor chords

if you chance upon

a split-second replay

your skin crawls

bowels churn

hair stands on end

 

now imagine

the sensationalized trailer

clipped disjointed

melodramatic

picture the tabloid cover

lurid misrepresentation

where you dined

cannibalistic taloned

simultaneously vicious

predator

stereotypically weak female

 

I eschew

plagiarism

of my autobiography

renounce

counterfeiting

of portraits

for which I never posed

 

I have swallowed the bile

cleansed grit from my eyes

with the flow of copious tears

flattened hairs

under vigorous

warm my own arms

rubbing

I claim the rights

file the copyright

to my own tales

 

I am a warrior, yes

I have been wounded yet

I shed no blood

I courageously wield

my tremulous words

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fancies Plunged in Violence

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I wield the magic to formulate hate

Am I not a necromancer?

You made me so

Made me up

A personification

Erected in your brain

Fancies plunged in violence

Against human flesh

I’ve tasted my own blood

Felt the reverberation of sadism

I am not who you perceive me to be

Yet I wield the magic to formulate hate

I am not a necromancer

The anger aimed at me

Forged in your own fire

Out of my control

I can’t spare

 The water

 

image: Suzanne Abramson

Meet a Warrior: Introducing 1Wise-Woman

The strength of Blood Into Ink is the writers who gather here. Each member is fierce, talented and incredibly respectful and supportive of others living with a history of trauma. We believe that their stories will move and inspire you

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Curator/Writer

I write under the name 1Wise-Woman.

Where do you live? What do you love about it?

I live in Western Oregon, out in the country, on 35 acres of forestland. Oregon is known for it’s beautiful scenery, from old growth forests, mountains to the Pacific Ocean. I live in an area that most would consider to be full of “hippies”. We love organic everything, local businesses, biking instead of driving, tie-dye, natural living, weed in any form (I may be the only person that does not partake), bra-less boobs and our college football team. In the area that I live, you could drive an hour west and get to snow-covered mountains or drive an hour east and get to the ocean. My home is nestled in a little valley, surrounded by wineries and forests. It’s very peaceful and quiet.

Tell us about yourself

I am an extreme introvert who wishes she could be an extrovert. I have spent most of my adult life working with children and families who are at risk of abuse and neglect and have disabilities and developmental delays. I love sports (I played basketball in college), gardening, art, books, animals and my family (my husband and two wonderful adult children). I have 5 dogs, 5 chickens, 3 goats and 1 cat. A few years ago, I became unable to work after being diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis and Mixed Connective Tissue Disease. I also have chronic migraines, am in recovery and have several mental health diagnoses, including PTSD, anxiety, depression and eating disorder NOS. It is important to me that I share my experiences with mental illness, as I want to help end the stigma and shed some light on invisible illness. I am an example of how one can appear “normal” while being very sick. After leaving work, I had to re-evaluate who I was and what I was and that is when I began writing.

Tell us about your blog

I blog at A Lion Sleeps in the Heart of the Brave. I began blogging in December, 2016.

What motivated you to start your blog A Lion Sleeps in the Heart of the Brave?

I started blogging after I had to leave work due to my illnesses. I was surprised at how many friends I lost and how lonely it was being sick. That experience sparked a fire that made me want to share my experiences, express my feelings and hopefully connect with others who had similar circumstances. I started out writing in more of an essay style but didn’t find it quite as satisfying. After looking around at various other WordPress blogs, I realized that I could still share my life with physical and mental health issues while using a more poetic style. Several bloggers inspired me to start that, especially Christine Ray and Olde Punk. They helped me see that I had/have a strong voice and a desire to express myself, and that I could do it in a more meaningful and artful way. I found out that I actually liked it. My husband used to frequently tell me I should be a writer and I guess he was right! I honestly never imagined that I would be good at it and it still surprises me that there are people out there who actually like what I write. It now gives me a sense of purpose and pride to know that I am able to help people in a way that works with my disability.

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What keeps you blogging at A Lion Sleeps in the Heart of the Brave?

I am inspired and motivated by all of the amazing people I have met here. The community is very supportive. I am also motivated to continue writing because of my medical issues. There is a long way to go in ending the stigma around mental health and invisible illnesses and I want to work towards ending that. Every day is a struggle to get through and an even bigger battle to get through with a smile on my face and peace in my heart. It is easier to get through knowing I have such a supportive environment that allows me to freely express myself. If just one person finds my writing helpful or can connect with it in some way, I feel like I am accomplishing something. It helps to fill the void of having to stop working and find a new and different way to be helpful (I hope).

Why did you get involved with Blood Into ink?

Becoming involved with Blood Into Ink provides another way that I can be helpful. I have also experienced trauma and domestic violence and it is critical that we share our stories so that others will feel the strength and bravery that comes with being a survivor. There is light on the other side and I want to be that light for someone.

What does it mean to be a “Warrior Voice of Survival”?

It means that I can be an example of the possibility of surviving against the odds. I have had more mountains placed in front of me than any one should and I have been able to climb each of those mountains and I’m still here. The most important aspect of this is to show my children that it is possible to have hardships and to overcome, that each of us is so much stronger than we think and anything is possible. With each mountain, comes an equal amount of learning, knowledge and strength. It is important to me to emphasize that as a group, we are even stronger and we need to come together to face those mountains.

Tell us about your writing goals

I am so new to blogging that right now my goal is to write more frequently and to have confidence in myself as a writer

What is your writing process and routine?

I’m not sure that I have one. Maybe this should be one of my goals too. I basically write down words, phrases, thoughts that I see, hear, read or that pop into my mind. I keep a word document with all of these various ideas and when I feel inspired, confident, and physically and emotionally well, I tweak them and put them together into a meaningful piece, using my own words/voice.

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Has your writing appeared in print?  How did that happen?

Not yet!

What is your advice for new writers and bloggers?

Write from your heart. Don’t try to write what you think other people want to read. Be yourself and write what you have to say in whatever format feels best for you.

Talk to us about what you like to read

I love fiction, especially dark and twisted. My favorite writers are Cormac McCarthy, Patrick Suskind, Jose Saramago, Gabriel Garcia Marquez and John Irving, to name a few. Perfume is one of my all time favorite books.

Tell us about three of your favorite blogs to follow

I like so many it’s difficult to pick just three. I enjoy Oldpunk @ RamJet Poetry. I love his writing style, his rhythm, his word choice and his kick ass attitude. I also like S. K. Nicholas @ AJournalForDamnedLovers. He has such an amazing way of expressing familiar feelings and sees a reality that is very similar to the way I view life. I love how he writes about such intense subject matter but in a very blasé, it is what it is, way. Rayne @ Journey Toward Healing, is also one of my favorites. She writes so honestly and openly about her life and her strength is inspiring. There are many more bloggers that I appreciate, not only because they are amazing writers, but also because of their support and encouragement. Some inspire me for the same reasons as above, others for their unique way of writing and some for their sense of humor, which saves me some days.

Tell us which pieces of your own writing are your favorites

This is hard to answer. I like “Background Noise” because it is a real look at what anxiety and PTSD look like, “Plastic Girl” and “Away Then

Any final thoughts for the Blood Into Ink readers?

Starting a blog and joining WordPress has been one of the best things in my life in the recent past. I love the support and encouragement. It’s great to feel included in such a wonderful community, especially because I am generally a quiet person who prefers to stay in the background. I appreciate that everyone here allows me to be myself and accepts me as I am.

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Anatomy of a Flashback

I come back to myself this morning

find that I am staring at the wallpaper

unconsciously tracing geometric patterns with my fingertip

over and over

I am not the strong blue lines that intersect

I am the empty white spaces in the center of the hexagons

I am the void

The memory is an old one

I am 16? 17? 18?

deeply asleep in my bedroom, my sanctuary

someone is touching me

caressing my body

kissing my mouth

I cannot open my eyes

I cannot move at all

I fight against the sleep that is holding me in a vice grip

panicked

trying to rouse myself

as I am being touched without my consent

Turns out that it is my girlfriend trying to wake me up from a deep sleep

not wanting to shake me violently

She has already tried calling my name

shaking my shoulder

In a moment of Sleeping Beauty romanticism

she has decided to wake me with a kiss

not realizing how it would panic me

trigger me

because I rarely speak of such things

As I reclined yesterday full of needles

this memory returns in all its technical glory

The sensations on my skin

my mouth

my helplessness

my panic

at being unable to shake off sleep

unable to set boundaries

unable to stop this invasion of my body

I remind myself over and over again

That I am safe now

I am safe

As I calm my breathing, and fight or flight recedes

a knowledge with remarkable clarity

a knowledge with a crystal clear ring of truth rises up from the pensieve of memory

I suddenly understand why I was so upset with my girlfriend that long ago day

A truth my psyche had been blocking unfolds

This was not the first time that this had happened to me

This was not the first invasion staged while I slept

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

Objectification

 

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You sharpen your words

into knives

lovingly caressing blade

with whetting stone

until it can split hairs

your goal

to dismember

into assorted parts

a skilled and enthusiastic butcher

you long to reduce women to

arms

legs

feet

hands

breasts

pelvis

head

mouth taped firmly shut

blindfolded

to hide reproach

judgement

in our eyes

to diminish

disempower

silence

How terrified

you must be

of our wombs

our truths

our rage

to think that complete

objectification

nothing short of carving us like

Thanksgiving turkey

can protect you

Jeepers, Peepers. NO! to the Creepers

do you arbor

an herbaceous conceit

twisted twining temerity

vining through your veins

that my musings

trellis your garden?

do your cerebrations

craftily creep

under deluded canopy

that my denuded demons

were bared

for the soiling

of your hedera helix?

do you bower

under pompous ponderosity

that thinning

of my thorny thickets

plants a garden

for your gratuitous

self-gratification?

I alone

am the caretaker

of my fertile garden

I am clearing out

detritus underbrush

the crimson rustling

of my vexation

dapples shade

upon your

ungrounded presuppositions

Balance

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I have been struggling this week with the lines between free speech and hate speech; art and pornography and/or gratuitous violence. It is a line that has been challenging me on social media, in my writing life and unfolding in demonstrations and counter demonstrations all over the United States this week.  I fiercely defend first amendment rights and am a passionate advocate of divergent literature but I have found my personal boundaries pushed over and over again this week. White supremacists, artistic provocateurs and writers whose motivations are opaque have exposed me to viewpoints, to written words, that are targeted, violent, unsettling and often inhumane.  As a person who cares deeply about social justice, I have struggled with how directly to confront it—I do not generally choose silence but nor do I want to provide fuel to someone who will use my words for their own physical or mental masturbation.  As a childhood sexual abuse survivor, this is even more complex. Sometimes when a stimuli is especially triggering, the best self-care is to remove myself from the situation, at least until the dust settles emotionally.

I am sure that I will continue to mull this over in the coming days and weeks. I am not sure that we have cultural agreement on what is first amendment protected speech and what is harassment and terroristic threats any more than I am sure that there is a clear culturally accepted line between what is erotica versus pornography, realistic violence versus a snuff poem. I only know that this week I discovered some of my limits as a reader, as a human being, and that I need to sit with that for a while.

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

Meet a Warrior: Introducing John W. Leys

The strength of Blood Into Ink is the writers who gather here. Each member is fierce, talented and incredibly respectful and supportive of others living with a history of trauma. We believe that their stories will move and inspire you.

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Curator/Writer

John W. Leys

Where do you live? What do you love about it?

I live in central Oregon. There are many things I love about this area, but if I were forced to choose just one I would say my favorite is being able to see the Cascade Mountains from my back yard.

Tell us about yourself

This may sound strange for a poet, but I always find it awkward talking about myself. But since you asked nicely, I’ll give it a shot:

I was born a thousand years ago in the year 5733 (Oh, sorry that’s the Hebrew Calendar, it was 1973) in Oceanside, Long Island, New York. My parents moved to the Willamette Valley in Oregon, where my mother is originally from, when I was about three years old.

I always remember loving to read and sometimes loving books more than people (Which is still sometimes my preference). I recall Dr. Seuss having a huge impact on me as a kid. I always enjoyed making up stories in my head, though I don’t recall writing down much. When I got older a friend got me into Dungeons and Dragons, but I seemed to enjoy creating characters and working out thier backstory more than I enjoyed actually playing the game!

I first recall seriously wanting to write poetry (and/or song lyrics) when I was in high school. It was listening to songs by the Beatles and Bob Dylan that stirred something in me that wanted to write and create things like they did. My first attempt, which I have in an old journal somewhere (and from what I recall it was pretty horrible), was a response to John Lennon’s song ‘God.’ A writing assignment in one of my freshman English classes (Which turned out a slightly less horrible poem) cemented in my mind that poetry was something I really wanted to do & I started writing all the time. Most of these poems I didn’t show to many people, mostly because I just didn’t think I was good enough (An issue I still struggle with).

I lived in Oregon until I graduated High School in 1991 and joined the U.S. Army for five years (People ask why I joined the Army. My standard answer is because the Circus wasn’t in town). I did Basic Training at Ft Leonard Wood, Missouri and Advanced Training at Ft Benjamin Harrison, Indiana. While in the Army I worked as a Personnel Management Specialist. Over the next few years I was stationed in Giessen, Germany and Ft. Sam Houston, TX.

I left the Army in 1996 after my enlistment was over and returned to Oregon for a while. Soon after getting out of the Army I was granted disability benefits from the VA due to cumulative damage done to my knees over the previous five years.

During the next decade or so, for many reasons that I won’t go into here, I lived in a variety of places: Tampa, Florida – Pennsylvania – New York, NY. I earned my BA in Religious Studies from the University of South Florida at Tampa & my MA in Judaic Studies from the Jewish Theological Seminary in NYC. Also while in Florida I converted to Judaism, which I had felt a calling to for some time, having been on a bit of a spiritual journey since High School, partially spurred on by George Harrison and his music.

In 2007 I moved back to Oregon where I met my future wife and her (now our) son. We were married in 2009 and I officially adopted my son in 2016.

I continued writing through all of the above times, sometimes more prolifically than others. It was last year, after a bit of a dry spell, that I seriously got back into writing poetry and started my WP blog to share it.

Random Facts

  • I play the ukulele. I actually own 5 ukuleles (a soprano, a concert size, an 8 string tenor, a banjo-ukulele, and a hard body steel strung ukulele)
  • I have been diagnosed with chronic Depression and Anxiety.
  • I am a practitioner of Stoic Philosophy, an ancient Hellenic school of thought that has had a resurgence in recent years. Its different that the colloquial idea of “acting stoic” (i.e. Keeping a stiff upper lip), but rather is a practical philosophy of life formulated by Zeno of Citium in the 4th Century BCE, which holds that the only true good in life is virtue (arete in Greek, understood to be ‘human excellence’ or ‘flourishing’) and that it is all that is needed to achieve happiness (eudaimonia in Greek, which Zeno defined as “A good flow of life.” It also involves being aware of and accepting which things in life are and are not within our direct control (The philosophy is much more complex than this brief description, of course, and if anyone wants to learn more about it, feel free to ask me and I can recommend websites and/or books on the topic). I was first introduced to Stoic philosophy in High School via the writings of Marcus Aurelius, which have been a constant companion since then, but its been in the last few years that I really started incorporating the philosophy as a whole into my life.

 

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Tell us about your blog

I blog at Darkness of His Dreams I started the blog on September 3rd 2016.

I also have a YouTube channel where I have posted a couple videos of myself reading my poetry. I had intending on doing more of this, but haven’t found the time. You can also find Audio only recordings of these same poems on Soundcloud:

I’m also on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/darknessofhisdreams/ and Twitter: https://twitter.com/eliyahu5733

What motivated you to start your blog Darkness of His Dreams?

I’d been writing for years and always talked about getting a book published, but never really did anything other than show my poetry to select friends. I decided that I needed to start getting my writing “out there” and thought doing a blog would be a good start.

What keeps you blogging at Darkness of His Dreams?

I like having a way of instantly publishing my work to the world. Throwing it out on the wind and seeing where it lands. I still have the goal of publishing (likely self-publishing) a poetry collection (I actually have a few ideas for collections by different themes), which I see the blog as a testing ground for. I’m also motivated by many of the other bloggers/writers/poets who I have connected with thanks to WP

Why did you get involved with Blood Into ink?

I first heard of the site via Kindra Austin’s blog (Who, by the way, is an amazing writer and friend). I was initially impressed with the concept and goals of the blog, but didn’t think much of being involved with it since I don’t fall into the category of being a survivor of abuse, unless you count just being a survivor of life.

A while later, also via Kindra, I became aware of the Blood into Ink Writing Prompt Challenge. At first I didn’t think I had anything to offer, but was struck by the phrase “Blood into Ink,” which I think resonates for many writers/poets and composed a poem, also called Blood into Ink, which I submitted to Christine and which was then published on both her blog Brave and Reckless and the Blood into Ink site.

At that point, I thought that would be the end of my relationship with the blog for the most part (Christine did mention to me the possibility of doing a guest post now and then, which I was open to), but what I wrote and the writings on my blog apparently made an impression on Christine and the other curators of Blood into Ink and I was invited to join the site as a regular contributor, which I humbly accepted. I am honored to have been asked to be a part of this collective, whose reason for being is, in my mind, very important

What does it mean to be a “Warrior Voice of Survival”?

To me it means having a voice and fighting for what is right. Even if you are not a survivor of violence or abuse, I think you have a duty to your fellow human beings to both listen to what they have to say about their experience and speak out on their behalf. This isn’t passive, this is war. We must all fight together, for each other, to ensure than nobody has to suffer and that nobody who is a victim of abuse is made to feel ashamed because of something somebody else did. In the end, the goal of life shouldn’t just be surviving, it should be thriving. Take up your weapon of choice, even if its only your own voice, unfurl your banner proudly and fight for yourself and all your brothers and sisters in humanity.

Tell us about your writing goals

My current goal is to get together and publish a collection of my more recent poetry. Beyond that I have a couple of ideas for specifically themed collections (Mythological poems and Micropoetry (Haiku, Senryu; Tanka)).

What is your writing process and routine?

I unfortunately do not have much of a routine. I am always on the look out for inspiration and when it hits me I write it down, in some form, in the notebook I always carry with me (or make note of it on my phone). Then, usually after work, I’ll find time to type it up on my computer and if I’m reasonably happy with it (I’m never completely happy) I’ll post it to my blog and see what happens.

Has your writing appeared in print? How did that happen?

Years ago I had a couple of poems published in Omnibus, which is the University of South Florida’s literary journal. It came about because I knew the person who was editing the journal and was invited to submit some of my work. I also served on the editorial board for a couple of years.

What is your advice for new writers and bloggers?

The best advice I can give is to be yourself and be true to your own voice. Don’t get hung up on how many people “like” your posts. I often think of Allen Ginsberg’s words: “To gain your own voice, forget about having it heard.” Write what you need and want to write, be authentic. If you do this your audience will find you, don’t go chasing after them.

Talk to us about what you like to read

I enjoy reading a wide variety of things: Fiction/Science Fiction/Fantasy/Mystery/History/Mythology/Biography/Autobiography/Philosophy/Religious texts of various traditions/et al.

To quote Neil Gaiman, “Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you’d most like not to lose.” Having said that, here are a few favorites:

  • Meditations – Marcus Aurelius
  • Don Juan – Lord Byron
  • The Time Machine – HG Wells
  • 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea—Jules Verne
  • Collected Poems – Allen Ginsberg
  • Memoirs – Ulysses S. Grant
  • Lord of the Rings – JRR Tolkien

I could go on and on. I’m currently reading both Tolkien’s The Silmarillion and the Complete Works of Plato.

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Tell us about three of your favorite blogs to follow

Its hard to choose just three, much like choosing a favorite book, but here goes:

Tell us which pieces of your own writing are your favorites

  • Thoughts, Dreams and Reflections (For Allen Ginsberg)– It was writing this poem that got me back into writing seriously and regularly. Its easily the longest poem I have written so far, but one that I am most proud of.
  • Wodanaz– One of my favorites among my many Mythologically themed poems
  • America– One of more political pieces

Any final thoughts for the Blood Into Ink readers?

Just that my ultimate goal in my writing and in my life is to be as true to myself and as authentically me as I can & I encourage everyone else to do the same.