DARK POETRY – “The Soulless Man” by Tina McFarlane
carbon rods snap and twist while curved blades cutting edge smothered in the sticky sweetness of false humanity almost real fold sinew over frame to [Read more…]
carbon rods snap and twist while curved blades cutting edge smothered in the sticky sweetness of false humanity almost real fold sinew over frame to [Read more…]
As the early rain makes its way down the window it cleans away the grime left by time’s passing I peer in and through it [Read more…]
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