welcome cruel season
never are the dead more tangled
in the roots of the living
overflowing gutters rain
rivulets mutter gather in puddles
in through the cracks
basements fill with whispering phantoms
singing of damp warm birth
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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