Gothicarus: Part I – Unearthed
Serial Poem Low and close and heavy, The sound that caused her eyelids to part. The blackness oppressed her, She gasped; the jolt of air woke her heart. Its pounding joined the sound, Rendering...
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Serial Poem Low and close and heavy, The sound that caused her eyelids to part. The blackness oppressed her, She gasped; the jolt of air woke her heart. Its pounding joined the sound, Rendering...
Poem So many facets, and yet there’s no sparkle, Only dull, darkening sides. I turn the heavy piece over and over, Searching for the truth it hides. But does it exist, an absolute answer?...
Poem And they hated her, not for what she did, But because she did not do it with them. They hated her smile, when they didn’t cause it. Only tears held value, if...
Poem The slow spinning cycle turns, And the needle quivers its way back To true north. This machine of mediation Weathers the winds and rains Of inevitability On sunny days of serenity Its...
Poem Dark and murky, seeping under doors and into the soul, the smell that awakens memory, and bittersweet air of loss. Warm and sticky, it curls around the heart and grips her, makes...