Poetry

Still, He Remains

Apr 14 •

The Coward's March

In the age of the false saint, bystanders watch as their statues are torn up by their roots. One by one, perhaps without realizing, they are herded like…

Nov 19, 2021 •

It Was Always There

A moment is held apart, eternity between it and the next, time crystallized in an infinitesimal second, a frame. In this interlude, you rest.

Nov 30, 2020 •

The Graduate watched the heavens burn, bruised, the fleeting warmth of a phantom hand in his own. The Remnant was a year younger than he, still…

Jun 8, 2020 •

The City of Darkened Hearts

Far above the city of darkened hearts Grieves a dead sky devoid of stars, As if to assure those who skulk beneath That their actions are without…

Sep 29, 2018 •

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