RIGOR MORTIS
THE THIRD STAGE OF DEATH IS THE MOMENT HE REFUSES TO MEET YOUR EYES. [ poetry ]
THE THIRD STAGE OF DEATH IS THE MOMENT HE REFUSES TO MEET YOUR EYES. [ poetry ]
i ravaged his holy church with the hellfire he poured into my veins • © sianna okaat 2017 • p120-180817 •
modernity quivers in the shadows of antiquity's gods • © sianna okaat 2017 • p744-130917
To my unborn sibling who I believe is somewhere up there among the stars. This is for you love. -your sister __________________ Based on a true event that occured.
the impulse of my thoughts, glowing againts the blanket of stars. [lowercase intended; thoughts in the form of poetry]