edge of the coastal fog light beams scour every inch of darkness
Tag: fiction
frost giants melt and the river flows into oblivion
the summer forest moves sensually when unobserved
dust masquerades as temporary gods floating dangerously in the light
if only i knew the answer to this quiet rebellion: rainfall
at the end of day cities just dream of walking away from it all
the summer moon molts into a silver eel
manuscripts fed to the pyre outdated rituals rot in golden jars
every hour the forest grim invents new ways to kill
clouds dream of fires spreading across the summer sky