Nightly Ritual

It was loud out on the porch tonight.  The world was breathing, and itching, and moving.  Whimpering, then screaming, only to whimper again.  I lost myself chasing one noise and then the next, trying to follow one singer in the chorus.  It was hard, I kept losing them to the tumult.  I centered myself on inward …

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The Attic

There is a light on in the attic  My dad doesn’t remember being there Most of the stuff it illuminates Is strange I don’t recall these boxes They don’t recognize me  All of their contents  Are foreign 

The House my Father Built: Part 1

The house my father built is old.  Much older today than it was.  I remember that winter now.  I couldn’t then.  It howled and cursed and made a mess just like mother did.  It was almost like they were competing.  And what a match it was!  The wind tore down the fence so father went …

The Horse Archer

The sun dips low in sky, a gentle breeze rolling through the steppe.  Soft whispers of trembling grass shattered suddenly by screams.  Desperate screeches of listless men barreling through the grass.  Their torn, ragged clothes and bodies clearly labeling them as another group of looters.  Their presence an ever rising certainty throughout the lands as …

Something New

Long ago when our star was young and the earth was just barely past its youth, the Old Ones grew here.  They were born from the dust and hungered most feverishly for everything they could see, at least that is what we were told by Mother and Father.  Many millennia after the first of the …

Casus Belli

I could tell you this empire was ordained by the will of the gods, that my claim was noble and just, that the strength of the people placed me in power, or that I secured loyalty with promises made to old houses…. but those would be lies..... I forged this nation out of blood and …

Cigarette

The red glow  Illuminates  The face  Of self hate  With every slow drag  And exhaled breath  As the minutes fall away  And the fuse shortens  Until finally it drops  To be ground resolutely  Beneath the heel Of time 

Legendary

Time flies like an arrow  And I can see the darkness in your heart  Everybody dies  But some just need a little help  And it’s only a short way  For oblivion awaits  So stop laughing I am evil  I promise 

Somnolence

Somnolence slips behind tired eyes Resigned to find no peace of mind  In slumbers soft embrace  Her silky touch a lullaby  That saps from wakeful active highs  To tease of subtle restful lows Hiding depressive untertones  In every whispered gentle kiss The longing blinks of desperate lids Eager for even the most fleeting glimpse Of …

Mountain Mistress

The Mountain Mistress beckons me back to crystal caves  Dawning creation  Source of the simple magic of life  Etched and carved into every lattice  Sparkling, shimmering in the primal haze  Of unfettered growth