“If the pine trees whisper your name, the night will come for what it claims.” A Witch’s Lullaby Hear my call, my wild beloved,Beneath the weeping trees,The night is full of whispered oaths–Come drink the dark with me. The woods are stirring, roots awake,Their murmurs thread the air,The fire sighs, the embers quake–And scent your […]

The waking was swift.  Eyes closed–the world already stirring. I wore her face–  a hollow-eyed shadowhungry for something unnamed. She ran.  Every corridor, every mirror–already me. A flawless glass,  a mouth filled with purposethat was never hers. She fled her house, her body,  the life she thought she held. The road stretched ahead,  slick with fear,glittering like an invitation I had […]

We travel through the dark–in a train made of glass–a clear shell gliding througha ruined world. Outside, the city sleeps in shadow–sealed off from its own contagion.Now it’s a tourist route–a safe way to witness decay. The ticket promised:You may look, you will not touch.But the dark is pressure.Faces lean toward the windows–drawn to the […]

Some memories are fossils–    fixed in the quiet earth,    written in amber and stone.The sun’s breath caught in resin,truth set deep in unmoving grain. The Stone Labyrinth endures.    Walls remember centuries,    their patience pressed into silence. Light slips through high corridors–    a thin, molten thread of gold    unraveling across the floor.A glint of amber    between walls of waiting. Hands cradle porcelain warmth,    tea […]

If lovemaking had a color,it would be the shade between sunset and ember–and you are that living hue. The air around you ignites,as if the last of daylight lingers reluctantly. Your skin collects the sun’s final sigh,rising into me like a softly glowing ember pressed to my chest. When I draw near,I feel that color […]