As Summer Wanes…

As Summer Wanes…

A short, visual dark poem about feelings that creep up towards the end of summer. Awash with gothic undertones juxtaposed by white sandy beaches.

Where The Dark Things Dwell

Where The Dark Things Dwell

I’ll show you places in your mind, you never thought you’d ever find… Enter into the depths of my latest poem ‘Where The Dark Things Dwell’.

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