A.R. Marquez
Adam Ray Marquez was born and raised in Northern California.
He writes and publishes Surreal Free Verse poetry, fiction, horror-fiction, and is the Editor-In-Chief at The Dead Walk.
He played guitar for Held In Scorn.
Instagram = @AtraxMors
Death Haven Decedents
A view from the shadows Encrusted with filth rot of the incapable world Road maps to the pending doom of a stark decree
A.R. MarquezPublished about a year ago in Poets
Your Nightly Rituals
Hushed voices wavering under midnight Syncopating mating rituals over power lines Desperate sighs Playful decrees I can hear everything
A.R. MarquezPublished about a year ago in Poets
Heart-Shaped Coffin
The silence was so deafening It awoke 20-year-old daydreams I felt guilty standing next to you Pretending to have my shit together
A.R. MarquezPublished about a year ago in Poets
Our Black Promenade
I went forward in time Through the black powder And thought pestilence Removing the veils that lay across our eyes Admiring the deep sleep
A.R. MarquezPublished about a year ago in Poets
Thoughts of a Shared Dream
She stares out the window Watching the world go by Sluicing through her dreams Desires A hurricane parading through unannounced
A.R. MarquezPublished 2 years ago in Poets
Embrace The Chaos
She fell from the stars Wearing nothing but what her imagination provided Drifting and floating amidst the chaos With a smile ever in tune with her intentions
A.R. MarquezPublished 2 years ago in Poets
A Tear of Blissful Scorn
I've just hidden the stars from my inert dead eyes Looking through the sky to reveal all that has been saved for this day
A.R. MarquezPublished 2 years ago in Poets
Annihilationism
I scorn the horizons For breaking the dawn and the dusk Without you and me as one A day is eternal Slow razors scraping across my skin
A.R. MarquezPublished 2 years ago in Poets
