“They Danced to the Song of Madness” by Tina McFarlane

They danced to the song of madness
Of enchantments and worms
All in swirls of devilish turn

The music was broken
It fed them just enough
To keep them from starving Read more ““They Danced to the Song of Madness” by Tina McFarlane”

As a writer, I have a dual nature, and love both the light and the dark. They each bring out a different side of me. Writing gives me the chance to explore both.

Here, in this special place, you will find my darkness.

“My Monsters” by Tina McFarlane

To give birth to these words
Dripping new
And malleable

Take them and piece them together
A stitch here
A stitch there
A piecemeal mess Read more ““My Monsters” by Tina McFarlane”

As a writer, I have a dual nature, and love both the light and the dark. They each bring out a different side of me. Writing gives me the chance to explore both.

Here, in this special place, you will find my darkness.

“Hollow” by Tina McFarlane

 

As your words
when you say I love you
Your lips taste
of bitter fruit

They sing the songs
of vultures and crows
who caw and yell
as they pick at the carcass
of what was Read more ““Hollow” by Tina McFarlane”

As a writer, I have a dual nature, and love both the light and the dark. They each bring out a different side of me. Writing gives me the chance to explore both.

Here, in this special place, you will find my darkness.

“The Dawn: A Response to Wings” by Tina McFarlane

I am terrified

With the dawn we saw Them
Dark forms against the light
Will this be my last sunrise?

We heard that They would come
And We are ready

We gathered what we could
Weapons of wood, steel and faith Read more ““The Dawn: A Response to Wings” by Tina McFarlane”

As a writer, I have a dual nature, and love both the light and the dark. They each bring out a different side of me. Writing gives me the chance to explore both.

Here, in this special place, you will find my darkness.

“Wings” by Tina McFarlane

My wings tear through my flesh
The ecstasy of pain and pleasure
As black blood drips from white feathers
I stretch and rise from this putrid earth

Oh! The feeling is pure bliss
As the Night ushers forth

And with it the Monsters Read more ““Wings” by Tina McFarlane”

As a writer, I have a dual nature, and love both the light and the dark. They each bring out a different side of me. Writing gives me the chance to explore both.

Here, in this special place, you will find my darkness.