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Depths

A dark stanza for venting

By Ian ReadPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Depths
Photo by Greg Rosenke on Unsplash

A hungry void so far within that stirs the solemn deep

A sunless place of dark embrace where shadows ever creep

Towed am I below the waves, brought low by dark surmise

Bound in iron wrought within, the gaol behind my eyes

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Ian Read

I am an archaeologist, bookwyrm, and story-teller from New Hampshire.

Serial Fiction, Short Stories, and Poetry in diverse genres with a penchant for dark fiction and whimsical fantasy.

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    Written by Ian Read