One day soon, she and the swarm would be one.
Category Archives: Poetry
Zealots and Pulpits
~this week’s poems~
Thin Skin / White Dresses ~this week’s poems~
. . . I wondered how my thin skin got so crowded inside . . .
“Decline” – Prologue
A whirlpool of crows swirls above, justifying our murderousness
Clean Clothes and Echoes ~this week’s poems~
. . . sepia nostalgia
Mya – Chapter One
Hell is regret.