Odin’s Maiden

Odin’s Maiden her feet anchor defiant and strongsharp edges of rock scream alongcliffs of fjord furrows ghostly paleodin’s shield maiden decrees to sail windswept red hair, her crown of loveblue gown drifts softly in tempest abovestill feeling his strength how she achesfor what she gives and what he takes standing proud, sword drawn she waitsquivers,…

“Stranger” Now Live On Hotel Masticadores

Stranger round, dark like chocolateleft one slightly crossedare the wistful eyesof this old, hopeful soulI hear chaotic guilt andempty questions recitedas the jumbled memoirsof a lone stranger, lingerson a time-worn piereyes like glass marbleshe scans his fishing lineGod hears his prayers To continue reading, please go to Hotel Masticadores, and be sure to like, subscribe…