"The man bent down, showing his awful face
it was young, and strangely appealing
yet undeniably horrid
It was blue, it was slimy, it was
dirty and staring and smiling,
with two red eyes
wide and glowing
like a car's tail lights."
ChandelierHead is the first of six narrative poems. Awaiting at the crossroads between poetry and prose, it invites you to a realm of lyrical storytelling,
where the outcasts find their place, the spiteful uncover empathy, and the silenced discover their voice.
"The man bent down, showing his awful face
it was young, and strangely appealing
yet undeniably horrid
It was blue, it was slimy, it was
dirty and staring and smiling,
with two red eyes
wide and glowing
like a car's tail lights."
ChandelierHead is the first of six narrative poems. Awaiting at the crossroads between poetry and prose, it invites you to a realm of lyrical storytelling,
where the outcasts find their place, the spiteful uncover empathy, and the silenced discover their voice.