To my siblings
Which we are all;
My blood binds
To this fire’s fate.
Author: Sylvie_Wand
Writer from Annapolis, MD.
Insidious Insight
The mirrors ragged edge
Catches my skin every time.
Poetic Gallery
A gallery containing some of my photoshop practices.
Body of Water
My glass affords neither safety,
Nor luxury. I am chipped,
And when I crack, which I do
Often and well, The pieces
Never seem to return.
Hunters at Midnight
I guess I need reminding too,
Not to question
Gifts given—
Even ones from
The shadows.
Argus
The eyes of Argus gaze
From the ink-scratched journal,
Where I keep their judgements
Dear Anima
Dear Anima *** Dear Anima,I don’t know what I’m doing.I’ve been depressed before;I have hurt myself in the past,But this pain is numbing.I dream of running away,To…… Read more “Dear Anima”
A Hearth-Tender’s Oath
A Hearth-Tender’s Oath The hearth radiates a golden hue againstThe cushioned chairs and vermilion sofas,Which surrounded a stained mahogany table,Covered in scraps of ink-scratched paper.The flames whisper…… Read more “A Hearth-Tender’s Oath”
Dear Anima
This is my first poetic composition. It contains 29 pieces; all of which, I had written during the first year of my transition.
Whom I Love
To all our faults, and all I pushed away.
A pale, gaunt creature starves within my soul.
The morsels, scraped together, did decay.
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