Incubus
He came in the night,
like the Angel to Mary,
white teeth in the dark.
Six months on, my belly groans;
I wonder what he left there.
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Monsters
PoetryA series of poems of different styles, united by the theme of monsters. The first ten were my entry into the 2012 Attys. Audio performances can be found at the link below: http://soundcloud.com/jonnycastoardern/sets/monsters/
