The Pull

A photo of the sky inspires a poem about inner strength battling dark emotions and external challenges.

The Tightest Bud

This world is not for the Otherkin to be coupled with Humans.

Thinking of home I am a Universal vagabond with my heart strapped on

In the hovering bowels of mysticism where the cynics hang their hats, she waits to be acknowledged.

You are constantly encountering moments being sunk into an abyss of dark absence.