Tag: Elancharan

within our safe spaces cultivate the pleasures of skin

surrender to the illusion of flesh and breath

the half moon the winter flower and i under a clear sky

this flesh bridges the gap between nature and concrete

reconnect and the forest will gain an eye and limb

winter shadows pull at the sun from all directions

water’s edge the heron freezes at its reflection

mostly cloudy she whispers before flying off into the dark

witness as the gods blink out of existence in night’s cavern

rabbitlike stars wary of the wolf moon this night