Poetry

They come and go One at a time, one at a time Splashing through puddles…

Humanity, the Creator, the Destroyer. What powers rest in your wretched hands? Chiseled from rough…

The whirring of a thousand bees, the squeals of children— it’s deafening. Bare feet slap…

Rage Black as a starless night Happens when centurions of justice fall Sounds like the…

—was nothing but pain in the esteemed eye of justice in the heavens they reined…

Birds of a feather, they sing together, Calling the onslaught of pain, strain, and gain,…

Under the first blossoms, my love did shine Through fissures of branches, the sky so…

Your eyes—shriveled and gray. A husk Of past fortunes and fortitude. Hollow And withered from…

Invisible glass May fate come to pass Like sand, An impeccable mass Stories once told…

That warm summer day when I saw you On your knees down in the roses.…