The Poet's Sanctuary

𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟. ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑, 𝑠𝑜 ℎ𝑒…

DESPAIR Did you ever taste poison, Ever touch the bare wire, Sing with the wrenched throat, Poke your own freaking eyes? All these can…

Souls Within a Stormy Sea ​The fault was logged sixteen winters ago, a ledger entry carved into bone. I carried the ash through the open…

I know, from the sound of the sizzling at the little of your back, and the sound of rasp in your voice, that it is flesh that you…

Why try and separate me from my grief? For I—and grief flow together. There's no me, without grief. I live with grief running in my…