cutting off heads must be very satisfying, almost as fingers tapping into madness dreamt upon red-lands, the moon blinded by the osprey; but minds wait in guilt whilst flowers turn to wounds
Tag: Game of Thrones
Poem On “Poetic Slice of Life” Podcast.
My work was featured on a podcast called A Poetic Slice of Life. This episode delves into discussion of poetry and Game of Thrones. My poem is entitled “why die for pride?” and you can find me reading it at the 2:14:42 mark.
Pseudopsychosis. 