mythology – Carmilla Dawn

Mother

I thought to never knowthe agony and elation of giving birthbeing I am barren.No longer Maiden,approaching Crone,fertility escaped meleaving in its placea womb grown cold.What a fractured incomplete framing of reality I’d been sold.I’m blessed with riddles buried in folds of flesh awaiting recoveryby shovel and penstrewn amongstmy archeologist tools.I dig, chip, reveal. There isContinue reading “Mother”

Euterpe Visited Me Last Night

Everything I scrawlacross the page is a soundtrackbass bumping in my head.I wish I could sketcheach note onto your chestfor safekeeping.Our song plays behind my eyelids.It’s the flipping of comic bookpages in the hands of a child.This is the chorus.I’ll passive aggressively hintthis poem is about you.You and Me.Repeat times three.I can’t compose musicor holdContinue reading “Euterpe Visited Me Last Night”