Sort through the reactions Who came up to batWho prayed for whom And who diedIf I cracked a smile You would call it the mask breaking And If my eyes deceived me you wouldCall it the crack of dawnAn expectation of villainy accompanies The fondest of actions Until I watch you Hang yourself on thisContinue reading “Action and Reaction Economy”
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Priestly Divide
Keeper of the cross Judge me and find me wanting More, for angels have numerous eyes and None of them see the way men do.– I extend my hand From the pulpit Reaching down to you who are Weary and heavy laden Can you save me from this place?– Beast of the circle Hunt meContinue reading “Priestly Divide “
Creator Journals 5/29/25
Trigger Warning: Discussion of transgender identities and discrimination. Research. Research. Research. Even writing something as silly and intentionally anachronistic as Beach Knight, my intellect and conscience require me to do research. Early on I had to research the origins of different swimsuits and beaches as vacation spots. Now I’m digging into different gender identities andContinue reading “Creator Journals 5/29/25”
Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P3 of 5)
Chapter 3 -Edreimlecheth I had a familiar sinking feeling in my chest, salted with just a hint of burgeoning rage. I was alone now. Sareash and the rest had all left me here alone in this place. It stunk of tree needles. “Happy holiday.” I said to myself, loud enough to get a side-eye fromContinue reading “Edreimlecheth’s First Christmas (P3 of 5)”
WD 223 “Purgatory”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Purgatory I have become the edge of the knife The corner of the eye Where the tear collects and remains Stagnant The blush of the wind as it carries red pedals in its monstrous throat Compassion for The Enemy But would you suffer him if he Continue reading “WD 223 “Purgatory””
WD 181 “Postmodern”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Postmodern Obtain the product of your waiting Fruit of the vine Kindling in the hands of nonbelievers Who could not foresee, for, if they foresaw, they would turned and be healed But history abhors a heel turn Even though it delights the audience So we rainedContinue reading “WD 181 “Postmodern””
WD 163 “Where the Saints Dance”
A musing inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth Where the Saints Dance Defiance can be found At the bottom of a glass Or, on concrete After you cut your teeth on the curb Grating the brain out of your skull like shredded cheese In the name of the saints Their eyes are closed butContinue reading “WD 163 “Where the Saints Dance””
WD 158 “Runes Carved Into Ruins”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. Runes Carved Into Ruins The zodiac craves attention A stumbling lion receives your prayers And I am humbled by the gravity that keeps spirits bound to earth We turned three corners to come up on A roundabout with no exit Lion, lamb, aries, aquarius, scorpio YouContinue reading “WD 158 “Runes Carved Into Ruins””
WD 44 “In The Garden He Gives Me the Silent Treatment”
A verse inscribed in fire and light In The Garden He Gives Me the Silent Treatment Oblatum est tributis serviens. Speramus enim placitum est in oculis vestris. I’ve seen into the eye sockets and spirits of a few good men, and I’ve Seen them all ascend to salvation, but I don’t know this new youContinue reading “WD 44 “In The Garden He Gives Me the Silent Treatment””
Weird Dreams 26 “The Book of Judges”
A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth The Book of Judges Turn and run Turn and face The turning of the page We are Paper thin Dressed in our crimes like the text of an arrest warrant Wreathed around our weary bodies My arms encircle your hip like I am the very stenchContinue reading “Weird Dreams 26 “The Book of Judges””
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