Yr unig wirionedd    Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics  like an invitation to a sky wedding  writ on the wrists of kites     Dawn ghosted,  as a ship’s prow through windows  tangled in curtain rigging     in the way silence enters an emptying room  sunrise gallows hang  heavy...

How do fallen angels form?Are they born like so or even torn?Or are they made feel foul? Maybe they used to be friendly and nice.Until people pushed them to the edge and rolled the dice.They say fallen angels are a...

in the dark depths I see your face contorted with ragea coldness confinded by a veneera smile to inviteeyes that implorebut I sense you're on the edgeevoking emotions then walking into the shadowsit's your motion that warns mecalculating your...