
Poetry by Wayne David Hubbard
“…And when you gaze long into an abyss the abyss also gazes into you.” ~ Nietchze, Beyond Good and Evil, Aphorism 146 solus this somnolent night we sleep with doors open when the void stares back we do not stir our body as solus our shadow – the empire our hearts – the color of fire W.D.H.: “This poem was written May 10, 2020 for Ahmaud Arbery.” columbia capitol hill rites of empire suffering in stone shaping a consortium of one beat by beat by beat capitol fantasy language for hire and a little blue flag still things, still lives … Continue reading Poetry by Wayne David Hubbard