Welcome to the Realm of Green Dragons

acid souls, dreamer knolls, emerald scales, shale-tough tails. Forest peaks, spruce-blue trees, poison shrouds, wing-swept clouds. My green dragon ride called herself Sliptide, or the equivalent in her slippery serpent language. I practiced her

1- Examine

We went to witch school, you and I, hidden in the outback of Australia– which witch school, the one shifting between realms of new times and wild climes, the one with the potions plot and the spellcaster squad, the school for the demon kids who drew fickle fire from the air.

Made by the Teeth of Lions

In this liar’s bed we don’t speak of lion dens we just speak of marble men– statues done by chipped chisels helD in haNds with imAgined plans then tested by the predators, we are built out of tribulation unchosen and chance– surely you see this presence of mine is just stone surely you see myContinue reading “Made by the Teeth of Lions”

Magma Moon/Mount Doom

Hello earth I don’t remember your birth so let’s make up a story, make it gory, all asteroids crashing and magma rising, acid clouds and boiling rain falling on the lava plains ’til the stones cooled and the continents moved to heave up the Glorious Mount Doom with cliffs of granite rising from the planet–Continue reading “Magma Moon/Mount Doom”

Night Drive

I’ve got phrases for days like the school kids say I’ve got clouds of prey hunting birds of gray and a mighty mouse who can’t come and play since she’s busy lifting cheese for the snowy goats to eat, but Billie’s gone silly in the toboggan head and it’s dark outside so ghosts ride schoolContinue reading “Night Drive”