Sipping from a glass of daylight I scooped out of the time passing by. Waiting for nothing to happen and eager for it...
Magic Days
Tag: magic
Willows
Give in to the whispered magic spell and sleep among the willows here...
Rendezvous
Edges so ragged they do not know themselves on a rendezvous at the far side of infinity...
Woven Ritual
These phantoms come crawling out of shadow eyes like dead stars, mouths twisted into smiles...
No More, No Less
I know that if I just dig deeper, carve enough of myself away— a pound of feathers and a pound of flesh—when all is said and done I’ll find an end...
Glass Door
The words all laid out on the table, magic spells and treasure maps scratched out by invisible hands...
Knife Edge
Skin pressed to a glass wall, flesh taken the shape of servitude and lungs filled with a feeling of dying...
The First Ritual
Those on the road wailing at the stars came to the crossroads and met eyes smoldering...
Hieroglyphs
It isn’t all one single phosphorescence, clinging to our exhaled breath for dear life...
They Called it Poison
Then out to the highlands over shadow we go where candles light the way...
What Else?
The lights up ahead grow near but never seem to coalesce beyond vague outlines over the highway...
Home
Home was already gone long before time came to take it away...
Two Magi
Together carving scars into the riverbank to outlive the wind and rain...
Tales of the Wicked and Brave
There must be fairytales written about this place tucked away on hidden shelves in some ancient library...
Shadows in the Throne Room
The land is sick where they touched it The evil ones, scorned and forsaken Destruction the price they paid for treachery. A trail of ash leads north to the dead lands...
