Tag: fiction

a spell of moonlight backfires flesh begins to rust

summer after dawn bones bloom in apology

there are two parts to madness: a person and the phenomena

summer the last light of dusk smothered by an infant storm

how strange no one remembers the soul who lit the stars

the fog before dawn clutches at the ankles of those who have yet to wake

summer train platform a river of light flows down an unseen track

at the edge of paradise the old gods watch as dreams and illusions riot

shadows learn to imitate fire as nights become colder

the monsoon forgets its contract with gravity and floods the heavens