Gothicarus: Part VII – Advent
Serial Poem His first appearance was most sinister. (To so deceive a child was monstrous.) He gained her love and gained her trust, and she, Unaware of danger, defenseless, Lost herself. Yet blinded, she...
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The Unknown
Poem Out in the snow where the sound of the wind boils my blood I saw people standing still They were calm, almost sleepy with legs attached to the ground like the trees in...
Sinking Above Ground
Poem Standing at your grave surrounded by greying grass and spindly trees that reach for youth like the gnarled hands of a wise one, and wilting stones of those passed long before you...
Grooming For Never (Never) Land
Poem Attempts; again and again To suck in the gut of atrophy You swear admittance will Ultimately rely on the twinkle In your eyes The one where … any attempt Foiling hardship or...
Closing Time
Short Poem Like magic it began a small thing As cells divided and became people Within these confines that were warm, welcoming, alive Lives that took on directions so separate from their conception...
