The Day of Empty Skulls and Full Time

April 7th rises
not like a dawn
but like a curtain being pulled back
on a stage that has been waiting
for centuries.

It is the day of empty skulls,
not dead,
not forgotten,
just hollowed clean
by the slow, patient erosion
of everything that once mattered
too much.

These skulls are not…Read More

April 5th, Ghostships Drift Through the Mind

On the 5th,
the myth of the ghostships returns
adrift,
unhurried,
moving with the slow authority
of things that have forgotten
what it means to have a destination.

They glide across the inner horizon,
full of voids and echoes
from the beginnings of time,
carrying the dust of ancient…Read More