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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

October 19, 2019October 5, 2019

Harbinger

Uneasy, I am searching for crows
calling murder.
My heart flutters like wings,
murmuring a strange heaviness.
I find them speaking of saints,
calling to me.
They smile, grinning like devils.
I look away,
watching feathers fall
like petals,
ashes.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, ceve, dark art, dark poetry, poem, poetry, shadow of eve, shadowofeve, shadowofeve.comBy shadowofeve

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