Poems from Valery
Like emberly slag that paints a trail of dancing sparks;
My pain is wrought in the molten forge of transformation.
As it shoots from the...
This Life is too much with us.When it’s all gone and there’s nothing left to hold on to. What then, what then when it’s all gone. When...
The hammer strikes hardest the heart be the target. The living death endured beyond limits bearable. The searing pain not soothable, no...
When I left my home my girl was inside out.Sixteen years was all I knew yet pain filled every day.Some hurts old, repeated day to day would...
Delicious more and more!Over and over do I revel in the sweet of your countenance. My entire being the sensory gland of taste. Flooding,...