HE DREW IRON TEARS DOWN PLUTO'S CHEEK
AND MADE HELL GRANT WHAT LOVE DID SEEK!
perhaps my love for you may be the biggest tragedy of them all!
YOU ARE READING
TRAGEDY LANE
Poetrymaybe i too am red for all the slaughter carried within me, bastard child of water, lake swelled with rotting fish. What are you searching for when you drag me from you? POETRY © nevillearts. 2022 cover . . . archaicpoets