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Poetess

Last Rites, poem

There is always someone better, By margins, meters, measures, Someone younger, someone stronger, with more stamina, more hunger, Vocabulated education, or of better-bred relation, with some idea of etiquette and […]
Last Rites, poem

The Reaper

I am the soul of November, Wandering down through the days, Reclaiming the ground for the Winter, to be born again in the Spring, In nights that grow ever colder, […]
The Reaper

The Art of Distraction

Darling dears, oh how they trouble me with all this nonsense and effrontery to every single sensibility to act as though we’re wedded to a cause without the mind to […]

Autumnal Equinox

The City, the weather turning now. The Harvest Moons rising high against the edge of the water. Boats rocking against the piers. Tankers and cargo ships anchored in the bay, […]
Autumnal Equinox

Stoicism

Stoicism Beneath the layers of the artifice of years, The ego, The tough exterior that isn’t, Or, wasn’t. The chip off the old block On my shoulder, I am truly […]
Stoicism

I Believe

Each moment that I live and breathe, I believe, Yes, I believe, In caterpillars and butterflies, In thunderstorms and clear blue skies, I believe in angels strong, who guard me […]
I Believe

Thelxiepeia

Neck arched, head to the Heavens, eyes to the sky, arms outstretched, ready to fly, The rattle that had been the death of the last breath climbing Steady, Up the […]
Thelxiepeia

My Roots

My roots were deeper than the roots of any other tree. My roots were deeper than the roots that anyone could see. My roots were deeper than the roots and […]
My Roots