Month: March 2022

we speak of the old gods stranded in seas

dragon cloud embraces the winter moon

night gaze curtains imbued with fiery glow

sidestepping puddle you again worm moon

two tunnels in honey pear worm moon

full moon witnesses the race to the trash bin

evening thunder little one headbutts my nose

the night calls to the moth a shadow stirs

winter moth leads us into blinding lights

tongue to skin does it taste of spring?