LILITH: PERCHED IN SILENCE by Moriah M. Mylod

In my dreams we were in Charleston imagining apparitions and clowns I wonder how we could devise plans to become ghosts together in a tourist town to scare off kids and lovers alike And seeing how they still wanted us around even The devil horned The pale-blue eyed The predatorial smiles The dirty skinned   A Murder of Crow, A Flight of Snow Geese In Winter’s frigid manner Their feet lifting off from the ground into a frightening flight Wings whirring in the wind To a bleakness up above With a singled eye Blindfolded   To be, but afar from … Continue reading LILITH: PERCHED IN SILENCE by Moriah M. Mylod