Adams Raphael
The Void Dangling in My Heart │ Adams Raphael │ Poetry
There is a girlSatan’s Child is written on her forehead.Her mirror is broken.She runs to the Stillwater to behold her entirety,At another time, she comes to disrupt the water.I watched her melting like ice into anotherDimension of desolated despairs. Haven’t they embraced these gods with empty kisses,And barricaded their boundaries with rooted birches?I found these…