the crow runs from dark into the pitch black madness
Month: December 2022
autumn the hummingbird’s existence burnt into memory
gods shift uneasily in their seats the eight-eyed visitor
night sky the lightning tree that grows and dies in a heartbeat
rainfall the damp earth alive with rot
before night the last bastion of light breathes its last
pilgrim spider the long crawl to the abode of framed deities
untouched by earth and fire bodies without a destination
autumn shadows swallowed by the damp earth
super delighted to share the publication of my micro-chapbook of prose plays with fugitives & futurists- FUTURALOGIA, condensed into a single post and electronically transmitted into your frail brains, go read at this link:
https://www.fugitivesandfuturists.com/fiction/futuralogia-a-riot-of-12-plays