My Apparition’s Sedition

I brought a ghost home from the pet store. They wouldn’t eat what I fed them, never drank or needed bathed. But they watched over my bed every night, just hovering, shivering, making ambient howls and eerie creaks a soundtrack to my frozen dreams. In the mornings, I led them round the sunrises on aContinue reading “My Apparition’s Sedition”

Somelodies (or, 3 Haikus)

Three–drown crying minds. Seek screaming, famed raves, but crave Lonely melody. Two–externalize. Carve howls into an ice wind, freeze winter and sweat. One–on tongues, snow flies. Tell silent, nameless graves: burn, wreath your peace in ash. *** Enjoy this poem? Consider buying me a pizza