the bread cracks and a traveller appears robed in the cloth of nightfall eyes burning amber and breath of brimstone asking for directions to a ruined keep of kings long before the children and wife gone awfully quiet in the stranger’s presence I raise a hand in the direction to go my eyes never leaving his as he turns just slightly but pauses and speaks in a low catlike whisper only for my ears: you have fought the likes of death care to join me?
autumn observation: shadows grow quicker in houses that forget to pray
where the river arches twice death forgets its duty
carve paths through the autumn mist the laughter of fae
mushrooms gather where thunder last told its story
umbrellas silver and black float into the rain into a world brushed madly in grey
in the strangest of places in the city’s underbelly you may find cats of a certain breed that prowl and guard the doorways between waking and wonder places where fate is gambled and your worth tested by unscrupulous forces
lips swell and apples blush when spoken to kindly your words they hold power
a feather in the autumn field did someone dream too far?
the tethered stillness of this autumn morning earns its wreath and halo
elancharan gunasekaran 