Twist the glass knob –
a black door
on a blacker house. Continue reading “A Black Door”
Twist the glass knob –
a black door
on a blacker house. Continue reading “A Black Door” →
My head is pressed firmly
‘gainst the bosom
of the Mountain Queen. Continue reading “Heart of the Earth” →
They came to kill us
and eat the winter stores. Continue reading “Torches” →
I’ve been feeling
dead inside. Continue reading “Dead Inside” →
I can’t bear to look;
you burn so bright! Continue reading “Ten Billion Stars” →
There are hammers
and anvils,
hot coals, and bellows. Continue reading “Hammers and Anvils” →
What do you do
when the hands of the clock
become tiny swords? Continue reading “The Timekeeper” →
I had a dream
of the darkness
before sunrise. Continue reading “The Sun Like a Crown” →
Cooler winds rattle
the drying leaves,
as the sleepy
birds and bees
tend to their winter needs. Continue reading “Drying Leaves” →
Crash.
These waves,
their frothing rage,
drag me
through labyrinthine
coral mazes. Continue reading “Labyrinthine Mazes” →
From left to right,
draw the veil of sorrows
across your eyes,
and pray that it blocks
the sight. Continue reading “Our Collapsing Sun” →
I will meet
you in Saqqara,
on the seventh
day after death. Continue reading “Saqqara” →