All I Have For You Is Death by Linda M. Crate

the barn owls will peck out your eyes,

and the ravens will carry off your bones;

and your innards will be carried away

by hawks and vultures of my wood but not before

i've had my feast on your blood;

you tried to tame a damphyr

wild and fierce 

daughter of the moon and hecate

my magic was one you could not reckon with—

you tried to bury me,

but i rose from that hollow grave

laughing;

my dark eyes have grown red as a harvest moon

it is time you meet your demise at the feet of the dark queen—

tried to spare you my darkness, 

but you broke my light;

so all i have for you death. 

Linda M. Crate is a writer whose works have been published in numerous magazines and anthologies both online and in print. She is the author of six poetry chapbooks, the latest of which is: More Than Bone Music (Clare Songbirds Publishing House, March 2019). She is also the author of the novel Phoenix Tears (Czykmate Books, June 2018).