Category: Poetry

Feel the power that’s deep within, beneath the noise and below the din. In […]
She sifted the power to express, in the palms of her dainty hands. […]
Our faith’s a pier-less bridge round corner of blizzard and dust, so long […]
Just when she considered it futile to stay; The white owl lone in […]
It all comes down to what we term as occult and weird; the struggle […]
Like a quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves; the year passed by. […]