Mortar and Bricks – Excerpt, “Dues for the Repose: From Words Much Like Poetry”

It was more than a late summer romance, I pressed closed the hole in your heart, a rough shod patch I bore into this world— the angels confessed I would be in need one day. In September of that year, I betrayed you. October found forgiveness a new home, but by January, I hadn’t seen … More Mortar and Bricks – Excerpt, “Dues for the Repose: From Words Much Like Poetry”

“THE NORTHERN DIVIDE” – Book Trailer

THE SKY ABOVE ACUITY’S MONOLITH RIPPLES WITH THE LIGHT OF A SELDOM SEEN AURORA, A VERDANT AND DISHARMONIOUS SCHISM THAT HERALDS NOTHING BUT CONTENTION AND STRIFE. THE ELDER GODS MAKE READY TO PLAY AGAIN AT THAT SPORT KNOWN AS FEALTY—THE ELEMENTAL REALM THEIR MOST SELECT ARENA. DESTINY, AS SOME CALL FATE, HAS GATHERED HER ANODECUM … More “THE NORTHERN DIVIDE” – Book Trailer

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Lilith’s Apology

— I drink in Adam’s ale and suddenly, I’m overflowing. A substance, a vital force bends me towards the eternal home. But I’m the rain searing into your back, the source of scars borne of failed affection— such was the strength of my desire, that I sank us too soon into oblivion. And the descent, … More Lilith’s Apology

Sullen Constraint

— Subdue, make timid, that strange being, that man. Bring his eyes down a notch. Turn him from the far away stars that he keeps trying to reach— fool. His arm’s been shot. Fawn and melancholic, woman earth wishes you suffer the little orgasmic death, the sullen constraint of her girth convulses. Yell out, “Gaia-damn,” … More Sullen Constraint

If Only Whispered…

— “Truth is all-potent with its silent power If only whispered, never heard aloud, But working secretly, almost unseen, Save in some excommunicated Book; ’Tis as the lightning with its errand done Before you hear the thunder.” ~ Gerald Massey

By Words and Thought

— day’s end brings with it a silence that most nights remains broken only by words much like poetry and thought. into that lull I draw forth tableaux of instances perhaps best left adrift on the troubled waters of times long past. how viciously wounding though, the refusal of recollection, for at least in memory … More By Words and Thought

Ocean Against Me

— Tell me what is to be done with this half-heart, how to cope with Time while awaiting Destiny’s verdict? Will Destiny speak the words, Words Much Like Poetry, that will return me to you; words of potent conviction that will cause the ocean to fall away and no longer stand against me? I cannot … More Ocean Against Me