Author: D.Y. Freeman
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Sound Check
I am finished with the Spotlight— Looking a camera Dead in its Empty eye And apologizing To the faceless For things Outside The orbit ... -
Dead Letter
Was it a gift, Or was it a snare? Beautiful— Like Pandora’s box, I ran my hand along The textured cover— The meticulously cut ... -
Return of the Stress Dragon
That burning pile Of papers Was supposed to Have gone out by now, right? Oh gods, Maybe I needed those. Too late. The fire’s ... -
Stress Dragon
Shedding scales And gnawing claws: A toothy yawn, In a late-night glow– I’ll never get it all done! Why, oh why Did I wait ... -
Confined Spaces
It is said the older you get,The sicker you get,And the smaller your world becomes.Four wallsClosing in around you. I met a retiree who ... -
A Reminder for Holiday Depression
D on’t think that I don’t know E very day, what you can’t tell me, because you C an’t find the words, the will, ... -
Why they abandoned me in the deep dark forest
They left me when I gave up on their dark fairy tale— the one they tell empaths as children: to twist yourself into knots ... -
The Artist King
I always knew it was you— Rugged and raw as you were When we met, Ranger You painted clouds and sang about the rain ... -
The Tower and the Rose (I and the Other)
I. She drew us as birds In her deck Book lovers Resting In grasses And Elysian lilies Under placid clouds With no fear of ... -
Thaumaturge
At face, I fit into every space But my heart, it’s Ember and Rose Squall and Night Memento Monster Serpent and Wand Mori, Vivere ...