by ZANE CASTILLO
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The shovel descends, into the ashes. Lifting and throwing, harrowing nightmares; prowling demons, that forget to rest. Haunting fears, that race upon, bittersweet dreams. Piles and piles, of past nightmares, breed incessantly; laughing at, the hope for relief. |
Zane Castillo is an aspiring writer who writes fiction and poetry in various genres. He has had poetry published in several anthologies including Flight and Aberration Labyrinth. He has also self-published two books of poetry.
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