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The space between dawn and dusk where inspiration breathes.

The Road

I’ve driven this road a hundred times. Know every curve of the pavement Like a lover’s body By light of the sun Or shadow of a stormy night I know this road But tonight it tastes different Maybe it’s the whiskey in my eyes But I swear I passed that tree already The one with …

The Trumpet Calls

I can hear the trumpet calling The sound echoing in my chest Rattling in my teeth I knew it would come But not this soon My family sits at the table Breakfast laid out before them My hands clench into fists Above the trumpets I hear the pounding Shaking the door in it’s frame Voices …

The Toll

The oldest of us is still young But too old to carry the burden alone Though my teeth are aching I know it’s not my time to join her The night will wait for me It is my brother that follows her Into the woods, into the dark. Iron chains digging into the earth behind …