C.L. Stansberry

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. StansberryC. 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. clstansberry.com