Silver Daux

Joined May 2021

400 stories

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Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.

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Rent
"I'd be better off without you," Desmond said softly, poking an old, shrivelled bean into the sink. "Like hell." "No, I mean it, Brady."
By Silver Daux6 months ago in Fiction
Ephemeral
One step closer to punishment. . The moon is bleeding out. Right into my mouth. Its pale light fills my belly, Widens my soul into something
By Silver Daux6 months ago in Poets
That Thief Desire. Top Story - July 2025.
I've stolen pieces of you to shove into myself. Crept through dark corridors, bumping along Until the scent of your memory burns my nostrils.
By Silver Daux7 months ago in Poets
Breadcrumbs
I tuck spiders in at bed, misting their webs in case the night doesn't. Silently, cautiously, I watch them in the moonlight, spinning silk.
By Silver Daux7 months ago in Poets
Full To Bursting
My dreams are hollowed out, Full of sick, empty bones. There's a ringing in my ears And I think maybe this time I won't be able to get up.
By Silver Daux7 months ago in Poets
Ants In My Eyes
It's a little like taming ants, writing. But I think I spend too much time Shoving my hand into anthills Expecting not to be bitten for this
By Silver DauxExclusive • 7 months ago
The Crown. Top Story - June 2025. Content Warning.
There are no kings and I will not feed this madness With ill will, contempt, and the scraps of hatred That's left in the rotten wood beams of my soul
By Silver Daux7 months ago in Poets
Prod Me
I don't want to bleed anymore. I don't want to pick pictures like fruit from better days, Linger over them as the suicide of what was coats my tongue,
By Silver Daux7 months ago in Poets
It's Time To Scream
I should have said it. Loud. Angry. Wrong. I should have said it And suffered the fallout. . This is wrong. . I should have said it instead of hoping on a ballot measure
By Silver Daux7 months ago in Poets
The Fence
Maybe I don't want to break barriers. Maybe I don't want to subject my body And this, my one and only shot at life, To the brutality of piling into a stop sign.
By Silver Daux7 months ago in Poets
Spectral Exploring
Sometimes I stare into the reflection after midnight with all the lights off. I look into eyes muddied by the dark, glittering still with the moonlight filtering through the small window, and wonder how many times I can tempt the devil before he takes the bait.
By Silver Daux7 months ago in Fiction
Ballroom
He has sunset eyes, the kind that expose burning wildfires, And it's an impossible tease trying to figure out where I fit Inside that crowded ballroom of a memory system where
By Silver Daux7 months ago in Poets