PRIESTESS OF THE DARK
I am a priestess of the dark. It pours
ALONE, COUNTRY
I have taken to taking baths in the middle
Quake
Every time the earth quakes I awake to write
Declaration
I wanted to ‘write write’ but a poem will suffice
The Choiceless Choice
These days myth is what I’m thinking with each object
Blood Matters
Blood Matters Until the whole
The Temple of the Moon
The Temple of the Moon
Listen
Listen If we were to listen
Oh, Pleiades
Oh, Pleiades The moon rose over