Tag: fiction

the horrors of writing and losing sense of time

psychodidaes floating freely in the spacetime expanse

barely three months the baby’s cold stare winter noon

grey dawn the claps and giggles of an infant breaks the silence

a dream of soft feathered words against chroma scales

stone bench the lonely man takes a selfie with oblivion

cast upon mortal shores drowned gods without a cause

winter the old crow sports an icicle for a beard

curbside drama a mixture of human and crow onlookers

flesh reduced to the blur of techno organic disco vibes