Magic In the palm of my hand as I call up Your image Your preferred diet Sacrifices, rituals, holy texts Your name above all namesBuried in the archives of my address book under an absurd nickname And I forgot you In the land of my fathers Iliad, Odyssey, Epic of Gilgamesh To tire is toContinue reading “Myth, Legend, History”
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WD 159 “This Was Home”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. This Was Home The first syllable rises from my tongue As I twist it in a knot Evoke There are frogs singing in the darkness behind my house and Today of all days, the day of my unmaking You came in to my castle, broke theContinue reading “WD 159 “This Was Home””
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