Poems from October Carnevale
WhisperOctober love and a delicate signatureDaintilysinging a spirits humble vowUnderindigo seasons of air Shadowsfuse and tempo with...
My lashes cast off a bitter spell;my nails have bled – dripping with everycolorless sob,when I brushed them through the sunlit clouds . . ....
when the sun turns red,my heart for you breaks;for I knowit's turning was in honorof your suffering.
Death...namelessly confrontational
Daunting to the troubledWelcomed through the profitsDisputed by the waryLonged for by the...
Brought to reside beyond sustainable realityBelonging to the unhingedhe once had controlhe once possessed a soulBarred skin exposed to...