Monthly Archives: August 2017

In The Wake of Parting Souls

It begins With an emptiness. An impression left In the wake of parting souls. Picked apart Gradually deepening Until reaching The edge of nothingness. And into the abyss, Screaming her name, An answer Comes in the form of a whisper. … Continue reading

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Punch Drunk

She crafts paper spiders To catch the things Creeping inside her. Swallows them whole When she thinks No one is looking. No one Is ever looking. Maybe that’s why She cries herself to sleep Night after night. And maybe that’s … Continue reading

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