Black and white
graphite sketches
with a pop of red
for your glowing
compound eyes.
Furred wings
silent in the night,
torso hard, carapace-
like. Did you collapse
the Silver Bridge? Or
were you but a
harbinger, the first if
not the last sign to
foreshadow doom
among the stars of
the Point Pleasant
skies?
Originally published by Button Eye Review
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Shadows & Dust [poetry]
PoetryMost of my poetry is autobiographical. I write about living with bipolar disorder, dating, single parenting, my neo-pagan spiritual beliefs, my dreams, and sometimes popular folklore. Many of these pieces come from my self-published collections...
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