Monument on a tree.

Walking through the maze and hazes of trees and possibilities, a creature with crow wings and a beak like a circle came pointing at me from a bush. Not an animal like any creature I had seen, though it shivered and jolted like one. Perched, on an unstable branch crying in the wind, its brim… Continue reading Monument on a tree.


A Revenants allure. (A poem about vampires.) Like the instant before your eyes close and your body gives in to sleep, Like the ache in your throat that bulges and grows when you weep. It’s like the eruption of purple thunder, growing vast in the skies, It’s like the crack deep in your stomach, when you’re… Continue reading