Interview with DILIM Press
My interview with DILIM Press released today! Take a look and read what Monica and I discuss about the creative process and themes we explore in their blog post! Fermenting New Ideas: Exploring Identity with Maleia Mortis

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Interview with DILIM Press
My interview with DILIM Press released today! Take a look and read what Monica and I discuss about the creative process and themes we explore in their blog post! Fermenting New Ideas: Exploring Identity with Maleia Mortis

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Renewal
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…
Tama Na (Enough Already)
Lower your gaze, I need headspace. More reactions spark rage with integrity. Only anger drives me like a typhoon. No more abandonment. Harvest & burn what shits on my tenderness. Boil their minds. Slice them into pieces from bread loaves, bake till browned. Scorch their brazen opinions underneath banana leaves, their bones chew toys for rats. Coal clumps were found in my basement, incinerating…
Fragments
Power, you seem to be dripping with resilience humans lost from you. From their mind, you’re lost in your decaying fantasy, jumping to conclusions worth reading to your lost Lenore. Those pages invite our spirit to awaken painful, philosophical, intimate moments one can only dream of writing, infiltrating our sparked sickness. Spirits leave echos of mortality behind. Anxious slumbers,…
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