I write poetry and fantasy because I wish to write of all the unknown worlds, their strange circumstances, and the unlikely people chosen to live the story.
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The children shudder and teeth chatter At maw, paw, and howling laughter He who fears not would be the dafter In the closet, under the bed
Clock-turned skies and concave seas Dancing compasses favoring threes Flawless hymns now ridicule me Creatures in cages neglecting their keys