Affliction
Afterwards, I sense the rawness of
Flesh scorned throughout.
Felt, falling, feverish
Like death in slow motion.
Incredulously crooked side-stepping
Casually stopping on the underside
Til breath lies extinguished.
Innate darkness seeping
Out of yesteryear springs flow.
Night perishes into morrow.

C. L. Stansberry is a Christian writer and blogger whose work spans fiction, poetry, essays, and theological reflection. She writes to exalt the Lord Jesus Christ and make Him beautiful and glorious in the eyes of the people.

