Reddened Ravens

Two winter ravens have come down, come down,
Into my soul to take the pain away.
And piece by piece they pluck and pluck their prey
From tender toes to flesh atop my crown.
Inside the depths within my darkened soul,
The reddened ravens, Odin’s ravens, sit
And eat through memories, and all the grit,
And lastly leave me with a gaping hole.

[Ashley Dioses has been previously published by Hippocampus Press, Centipede Press, Wildside Press, Martian Migraine Press, Burial Day Books, and others. Her debut poetry collection, Diary of a Sorceress, was published by Hippocampus Press last year. She has also appeared on Ellen Datlow’s full recommended list for Year’s Best Horror Vol. 7 for her poem “Carathis” and is an Active Member of the HWA and a member of the SFPA.]

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