Often, the only path out of darkness is the refusal to submit to blindness, to accept light from new sources.

I have recently been reading a series of books by Vicki Pettersson, signs of the Zodiac. Her books have inspired me to write this brief poem in dedication to this captivating series. This short poem is inspired 100% by the story that unfolds as you continue to read.

Every month, the Moon completes one anarchy about the Earth. Back it completes bisected of its journey, there will be a band up of Sun, Earth, and Moon in that adjustment contrarily accepted as a abounding moon.

A dark story about a woman’s inside needs.

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Something from nothing becomes one thing.

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Death, love.

Pain, gothic.

A bittersweet poem about a man about to enter heaven.