a once ransomed scullion professes
she was witness to Cleopatra cleaning ashes —
Madness
Mr. Extinction
He’s been around a lot lately, shaking his robes, making monster faces at the children. The wife finds him antipathetic.
The Laughing Thing
The children ran from house to house. Faces decorated in monsters that hadn’t been in movies in decades.
A Seer’s Sorrows
I became the shadow of a swarm of crows,
My bones became runes,
My limbs became twigs,
My memories were drenched in tarot’s shapes and symbols.