maleia mortis

Kamusta sa lahat and happy first several days of May! 🖖🏽 I’ve been having a little more time away from work since the end of April, but have been given the heads up I may be working overtime at some point this month. During my days off when my only options I have are to stay home and be a recluse due to budgeting for future get togethers, activities, tattoos, out-of-town trips, and so forth, I…

Black holes skirt the linewhere reality ends, the spacecraft is anyone’s guess. If you travel far enough, it killsthe center of infinite density.The event horizon stretches like spaghetti, a finite process,meaning, the trip is where singularitiesexist.Travel through a black holeto see isolated time rotating through a candle flame, one thousand degrees you’ll barely feel at all.

I nailed the adventurous lover.Disappointing, mostly,but an effort to salvage Storybook Romance.To pinball folks in, fucking slap the knives together in a tiki bar.She’ll recite poetry in the beginning, then dine with another fluttering fiancé. I, too, wished for cocktails for two, music failing consistentlybetween each other, a new shiny feeling anytime someone new brushes past us. In this…

Worn Out by Maleia MortisWorn Out by Maleia Mortis “Worn Out”depression doesn’t work I need a human vessel to pick up the pieces of flaming tissues what is wrapped around this lifeline complete brain chemistry shows lethargic overdue poems winding right into spoilageI have to let this out my wine is tired of me writing shit heavy doses of charm I need a thermometer it’s the start of this…

I spent the last couple of days with my fiancé celebrating our anniversary with various activities—late breakfast, manicures, briefly perusing through a metaphysical shop, playing pinball, and enjoying a couple of cocktails at our favorite tiki bar. 🍹 While at the nail salon, I chose simple gel polish (dark purple and dark green), she chose acrylic, shocking pink pointy talons—her first time…

Let the elements guide our ancestors to their earthly homes: to iron out the dirge, bring no treasure for the rich. Burn their mischief with excitement. Once vigilant, the witnesses pressed more stars between their teeth, fueling the next monsters, the next witches into nightly rituals. Who awakens the forest? Your housemaid rises above you. Me? I’m the beast that shrieks as purple venom runs…

Wildlife blossoms like gifts toward the Moon, a gentle salutation. Songs are sung, renewal sparked as lips part to lift somber spirits. Singing Death syncs Rebirth, a mutual Scent, initially bathed in ginger. Blue birds twitter for Home as we meld rituals under shimmering starlight.In attempt to heal Earth, small choices are made daily, every individual aligned with our Future. In time, we will…

I’m tired of being on hiatus with my blog, and I know life happens, where I disappear for months on end. I’d like to be more active here by expanding my writing beyond just strictly poems I share. The last thing I ever posted was a cocktail recipe I made, because bartending is my night job—a profession that takes so much of my physical and mental energy from my writing, along with the…

Before Halloween ends and I’m working throughout this spooky night, here’s a specific cocktail recipe I made for the occasion, called Dracula’s Kiss: 1.5oz Conciere Gin.75oz Liqeuer De Violettes (Tempus Fugit Spirits).75oz lemon juice.75oz rich simple syrup.75oz egg whiteQuarter bar spoon of food grade coconut charcoal powder.Combine all ingredients, dry shake, then wet shake. Fine strain into…

I set up a creator page on Buy Me a Coffee page if anyone is interested in supporting my creative endeavors, which is mainly poetry for now. 🙂 I’m still working out the kinks of the page, as well as anything else I could offer besides my writing. Thank you all in advance for taking the time to check it out. Be well, everyone, especially in these turbulent times. Mabuhay. 🖖🏽