Near the Bayou Lafourche, the longest muddy in town
The moss thick and heavy, hanging over the pulsing neon
Casting a shadow over shallow darken waters
I observe in silence
The night calls to me….
I’m meant to linger in spaces forgotten
Where growth remains untouched
“Get back. Get back where you belonged”
A ghost in a voice of evening song
But the past won’t let you stay
My thighs are thick and I run deep
I straddle spaces where names rot
The moon never fully claims me…so I wait
A soul yearning to coax blooms from decaying earth
A ghost in a voice of evening song
But the past won’t let you stay
Silencing the varnish
As lust creeps
“Get back. Get back where you belonged”








hello dearest Adagio and Raven I really enjoyed your combined voices in this darkly rich write 💕
We thank you so much.
This is a nice collab between you and Raven. Enjoyed the piece
We thank you, Fia,
Hauntingly penned, Adagio & Raven. Incredible collaboration you two. Appreciate you both.
Damian
We thank you, Damian.