Tag: apocalyptic

Refinery Lines

I sewed the wind into comfort for you. I whitened black night with burning glass and blackened white lies with...

/ February 22, 2017

These Barren Fields

These barren fields, wolf-grey coats of bark and dust, coarse lines bleeding trails, idle in stillness, parsed, perched, widows of breath,...

/ February 20, 2017

Chains Beneath The Fray

Blackwater rinses marrow from bone, skeletons wash ashore: backbones, ribcages, rubber cartilage calcified with salt, jellied with flesh, imprinted on...

/ February 20, 2017