Angel : Writing

Midnight

Midnight

A Poem by Angel


I would love to dress myself in midnight, It is my instant inspiration when it’s near Want to smell the air before I take a bite, Swallow i..
Folly

Folly

A Story by Angel


I ran into him on a rainy September day. A day my grip on sanity was small enough to fit into the cracks of the sidewalk. He told me his name was Lu..
Starving Poet

Starving Poet

A Poem by Angel


The boldness of my pen drags dirty paper. Words produced are stained with madness. A garden of sound struggles to come alive. Lingering phrases fr..
My Winter Phantom

My Winter Phantom

A Poem by Angel


My winter phantom has knocked on my windowpane For the last few piercing and merciless winter nights. He pleaded endlessly for me to sever his e..
Angel's Anger

Angel's Anger

A Poem by Angel


Take a left turn into an angel’s anger And see her internal secrets fighting. Her slanted perception of modern Utopia Needs an injection o..

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