“The Devil of the Thorns” and “1981” by Lorhenz Lacsa

The Devil of the Thorns   I am the Devil of the Thorns– with my eyesockets filled with only the darkness of the evilest typhoon   And pores of a juniper fern. So bear with me as we entice the kings of the world to think and turn   Against each other. I already perfected my facial bones because they will slap back harder   Than the truth that’s been waiting to be unveiled; a sweet drug covered in a crimson linen.   Running, always running, they are now far from the paradise I once fought for. The valleys were … Continue reading “The Devil of the Thorns” and “1981” by Lorhenz Lacsa