Taylor Greye

Joined October 2020

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Embracing the chaos

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Scrubbing Broken Bones with Soap
Sitting on a dusty floor of wood and glass shards, Under a mirror dangling on the wall, cracked jagged in two, Scrubbing broken bones with soap and sewing them with twine,
By Taylor Greye5 years ago in Poets
A Train Towards Dusk
A Train Towards Dusk A whisper of peace, love, sleep Chills my ear. Your head Lays on my shoulder, rocking Gently with the swaying train.
By Taylor Greye5 years ago in Poets
Inside Me a Madman Sings
Inside me a madman sings Along with joyous blue bronze horns. I ride the sun, my chariot, To cherry kiss my golden world,
By Taylor Greye5 years ago in Poets
Sonder
And hark! As hero as hero may be. Onward on his solivagant stravage, Baron of the attaindèd, high gentry And true Lord of the streets, rich in pannage
By Taylor Greye5 years ago in Poets
Purple and Green Collide
Purple and green collide in silver skies And do more than distract from the static. Star light sprinkled into the northern light
By Taylor Greye5 years ago in Poets
The Alien
The alien sits in its cell and waits For the curing call it knew would not come. Cloved within its speciesist cell it wastes.
By Taylor Greye5 years ago in Poets
The Canna Lily
Walking through the door of her apartment for the first time in what, to her, seemed ages with a small bag of groceries, the young woman let out a relieved sigh. She walked to her counter in her small kitchen and dropped her burden down. She looked about the meagerly sized room, with its modest furnishings, assessing that all was as she had left it those several weeks ago. She smiled as she judged that nothing had been disturbed in her absence (she had a neighbor girl water her tiny desk plants).
By Taylor Greye5 years ago in Horror
Dreams of a Pomegranate Red Dress
I lie beneath the cherry tree, Its blossoms mocking me through falling snow. The serpent slithered onto me and twisted
By Taylor Greye5 years ago in Poets
The World's Freshest Graveyard
The world’s freshest graveyard sits In a clearing in a forest. The tightly twisted trees offer space Only for the darkness to reach forth
By Taylor Greye5 years ago in Poets