her eyes traveled between worlds
emulating the violent winds
which wandered on ebbing ends;
the skies
battered in blues and purples
sunk into the mouths of night
swallowed by the wake
of the moon's plight
where she evokes a common fiend
she smiles sharply
dangerously
delighted to see the three headed hound of infernal demise
snapping viciously at the souls
that were served to fill its eternal stomach
but not her
but not her
she would be the thing
that would stand against the void
her light a weapon
against the darkness that sought
to swallow her whole
-a temporary defeat
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Thorns in Elysian Fields
PoetryA collection of poems that embodies themes of Greek mythology, growth, revival, healing, and love. "she tasted stars between the cracks of her teeth, wondering what it would be like to devour the universe."
