Poem | Lost Ones Grief is a strange beastArriving without ...
Life apprehends entertainment in the name of grief, Consequently, filling ...
It darkens early in November.
The streets are frozen empty with the coldThe harsh ball ...
I Once Knew A WomanHer Name Is EvelynHer Primary Concern ...
Blood! Blood! Blood! The echo of gory scenere-occuring in our ...
Hope! Hope! Hope! Another virtue been murderedby the light of ...
Poem: Send Down The Rain Bloated with Messiah Praiseas honour ...
Poem: Beside Broken Clouds Besides our hands clasped indevotion at ...