NecromancerA Poem by Maxwell Ryder
Watching a spider
Trundle a bundle Across its spindles, Mummies surf her hinterwebs, Silkened chocolate chips decorate Charlotte’s menagerie of debris on threads The necromancer Hangs another charm In her pavilion of death. © 2019 Maxwell RyderReviews
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