Embers

There is a dilapidating dark  place Once occupied by wonder, and  meadows Rainbows, and childish exuberance. Now a foul stench seethes through the vents.   An inferno ravished by, leaving behind rusty embers where a playground used to be. Despair is borne of a fairytale.   A creature roams through the wreckage. It blooms, unrestrained. Unencumbered. It … Continue reading Embers