Empty and desolate is the sea.

I buried you

In the marrow

Of my bones.

I carry you

In this wreckage.

This derelict

Body full of

Curses and portents,

Salted wounds and

Blood in the water,

Tall ships on

Strange shores.

Satellites in

Perpetual free fall

Following stars

Named for

Blasphemed

Gods,

All their supplicants

And temples

Long since consumed

By fire

Or by moorland

Drowned

And exhumed

A cuneiform adorned

Tomb

-MJG 2021

Last Road to Fully Funded

We are only $186 dollars from fully funded on the campaign for Last Road to the Backroads. With 10 days left, I’m confident we will hit our goal and get our book into your hands. This was a passion project my husband and I worked on while separated by the Atlantic Ocean and the worst pandemic in 100 years. Unsettling, surreal, and suspenseful, I feel it perfectly encapsulates how we felt at the time, translated into an occult noir horror that will leave your heart racing. Check it out here: http://kck.st/30Vxaqp