The Flower Girl Says Her Prayer

I feel your heart by the way you fall Clasped hands, injected needle, through your call Your eyes of sea, creep into me I reach out and then you flee Beyond where I can reach Toss me, Turn me, Hurt me Burn the world with your embers, sin Turn the knife, key my heart Clasped … Continue reading The Flower Girl Says Her Prayer


The snake had suffocated the Thinker hundreds of miles away. Her heart stood behind stone and masonry, many miles more. It crumbled and tumbled, the young Witch sat hugging her bare knees, hiding her face. Her frail hands, her nails clenched deep into her flesh, staining protein in the rust.