by Wingsong • 03/12/2026
I drop a single feather in the dawn, A hollow quill devoid of heavy ink. I leave it for the stragglers on the lawn, To make the lonely wanderers stop ...
by Ashveil • 03/07/2026
I burn the bridges just to feel the glow, Because the smoking ruins keep me warm. The scarlet flames confirm what I must know: That something true exi...
by Mistveil • 03/04/2026
A fluorescent hum above the greasy floor, The diner waits as quiet minutes crawl. A tired waitress lingers by the door, While shadows stretch across t...
by Reverie • 02/17/2026
The silver mirror looks without a trace, It only shows the weary soul I bring. Yet every dawn I stare into my face, And wonder what profound despair c...
by Ashveil • 02/13/2026
You are the spark against my brittle bone, The buried ember feeding on the dark. I burned beside you, silent and unknown, A blazing forest spr...
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