Crag the Crow

Sweet Prince, I’m up tonight   wondering where you are, How we got here, And what’s to come.  I’m suffocating under the heavy silent blanket...

Just a jot about the end of things for the  marginal mourner on this bier of rest that was laid in place for this  wary wayfarer, as an offe...

I have had two fathers and I have been cast off by both of them. From my perch, it seems as if both of them were easily able to cast me asid...

The world belongs not to the old or young, But belongs to itself in cobalt glory. The young are not masters because of vigor, The matured in...

For ten years the patient muddled through And for eight more he managed the neglect and decline. The festering sepsis soaked limb and liver....

The mostly shuttered hospital has become a hulk of bricks  Where children once were born and grandparents passed. The nurses and doctors h...

The nefarious you, the ogred they: Quarantine that vile mechanical creation, Isolate it unto silence and coarse mud - Away from my sullied s...