Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Linda M. Crate - The Bone Collector / An Autumn Murder

the bone collector 

he didn't much
care for the
blood or the flesh
only the bones
they sang to him tales
of new and old
bit him with epiphanies
he wouldn't ever
consider of his own
but as he considered these
ones they seemed
there was scorn in this newly
acquired bones;
they seemed to only speak to him
of his deepest yearning and longing
informing him that he'd 
never be happy
it was like a mouth that never closed
no matter how hard he tried
to shatter her bones,
perfection remained in them
the ivory gleamed
innocent and radiant as pure as the wings
of an angel;
he fell on his knees to find
a ghost standing above him and an ax swung:
"give me your bones," she whispered. 

an autumn murder 

the leaves 
danced as he ran
she felt
the electricity of his blood
before she even
tasted it,
and she knew it was moments
like these that she 
still remained:
to feel alive;
but even her body knew it was
it reminded her all the time
she ignored it
as she did everything she didn't like
now she had to focus
on her quarry
she found him on his knees
and snorted to herself
whatever or whomever he had prayed to
it was too late
she would deliver him into the arms
of death and give in to her
never-ending thirst
she didn't hear his screams
only tasted the blood on her tongue
as he cursed her with
eternal damnation
something she had been born with
for vampyres were cursed the moment they
were delivered into the world. 

Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. Recently her two chapbooks A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press - June 2013) and Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon - January 2014) were published. Her fantasy novel Blood & Magic was published in March 2015. Her novel Dragons & Magic was published in October 2015.

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