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WD 165 “Eve”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Eve Lap through what remains of the moon-touched water Darling Atrophy came to the branches with the setting of the sun Maggots, kept in hunger and isolation for untold centuries But the fruit of knowledge persisted A forbidden gem, breaching the leafy canopy To starlight AndContinue reading “WD 165 “Eve””

WD 152 “Mourning Dove”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Mourning Dove I waited The entire span of A serpent’s coils, for The fruit to become ripe The tantalizing allure of knowledge prodded me on like Jabs in my back A desire to understand and be unmade But I passed the fruit on to you AndContinue reading “WD 152 “Mourning Dove””