it's like when

a song slowly weaves itself

into your body

your bones

do you accept? you hear

what? you may ask

the gift of being unraveled

and respun into something more

like when the night

gives birth to a sky full of stars

or when we set fire

to a pantheon of unholy gods

*Published by Skyway Journal on 5/25/24

i'm here

said the crow to the dagger to the worms who

ate

you

in

(side)

out

*Published by dadakuku on 5/16/24

the ways we hate why the moon hides

*Published by Five Fleas (Itchy Poetry) on 3/9/24