summer after dawn winds carry the voice of the hungry
Tag: fiction
the monolith breathes silence pilgrims touch the cold stone and vanish without a trace
waning moon moths eat at and die by the same light of summer
with each strike the hammer breeds sparks of molten insects
silver fish implode from the white static of frothing waves
a full bodied venom that spells: i belong to you
beneath the summer moon’s gaze shadows spar on soft padded walls
prayers blossom into fire and ash ready to alter the events of reality
auroras do not simply disappear they are dragged back to warm caves and laid to rest
candles hiss with delight and the black of wax drips down chains to kiss flesh raw
elancharan gunasekaran 