Murder is merely a word and an action,
Just as easy to commit to one as the other.
Speech was never freedom
And that retched tongue will be permanently abused.
Abused in solitude, all the...
Following Christ pt 6: the end
Wise one, deeper than my own bones
once the observer, the angel underneath
now you hover over me in ways that make me think
anything is likely: water and earth may mix.
My imaginary eye, my...
For the Osiris
It seemed to her that nothing was going to work
That she would be freezing on a summer day
And not need a coat in winter
That she would be calm while the earth was quaking
And scream with...
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