The women gathered in a small circle. It was easier that way. Easier to do their work…
So we’re all blind nowthat it?Can’t see the ghostsbeing transfixed by a deepeningcup of bloodAre you…
An ode to the thermal nymphs of Hisarya
Last night, under the light of a blue moon,I sat with Lady Death by fire.
Asleep on the mountainsof a new disastersnow over the headThe choosing gets the chapterscans the climaxfor a different fight…
Delivery to the highestform of sacrificeInimitable delugechanging from the rocksof Pyrrha & Deucalion
If Apollo hadn’t let Phaethon ride his horses through the sky, burning up the world as he lost control, he would have been able to keep…