Category: Poetry

What more to life can there be, beyond branches weighed down with verdant leaves? Birds gather by the thousands in the trees, a relentless chorus demanding attention. I watch them from my windowsill, head resting against the grame, gazing longingly at first. The view is no longer my muse, it is a distraction from what…

I do not have the words to say I love you. There is no dictionary vast enough, no thesauras heavy enough to bear the weight. So I will cook you dinner, an ostentatious display of food, a feast of devotion. I will bake cakes, decadent and extravagant, sweet nothings in sugar and flour. I will…

The delicate hum of industrial glow, stemming from the source below, that drips the light that rises up, that shines the handle of my cup, empty now to my dismay, a vessel drained, here I lay. Downstairs, a realm I dare not tread, mysteries await, things unsaid. The horror that dwells, my midnight fear, when…