Tag: fiction

shadows and dreams of tyranny fill the void left by the moon

this winter day light thins to a whisper

please hold: spring is still an unfinished spell

shadows trudging across the damp earth towards mist clad glass towers

no validation required for this morning’s madness

the struggle is real is when you’re writing poems at a bus stop and the lights go off

believe: the softness of this day is a gift

your gaze on this moonless night wakes the endless in me

lethargy in the limbs that span a millenia

waist deep in fractured waters void of life