A canary flewthrough the broken windowand perched on the edge of my desk.It tilted its head, yellow featherscatching the dim glow of the splintered dawn.Black beak madness.“Who are you?” it asked,voice sharp as a fillet knife.I shrugged.“I’m a base...

sky tracers lighten your face and I see a glimmera glamor highlights your glowa warlock to my witchinesscasting for our future you spell on the airthe heavens heave, then breathe deeplyit is heavy our unionspin upon dark, our two...

my mind slips and I'm back to another place in timevoid of light I see youyou're the only glow I seehidden in the shade lest I frighten youchasing shadows from your dreamssacred heart of my visionaa star child left...

suck it up crybaby let the ghosts hammer allegrosagainst your ribs all nightlet them braid broken stringsinto a hangman’s ropewhile you mark the tempoand keep perfect time quit pressin your earagainst the floorboardslistenin for catastrophewastin your lifeso afraid you’ll miss itwhen...