CrowsOmen
I'm epileptic, and this informs a lot of my dark moods that inspire my poetry. My friends tend to call me Julies Seizure, or the Epileptic Emperor if they're feeling fancy. It's sort of a running joke.
One of my favorite things to do is take a very normal and mundane subject and write a dark and violent sounding poem about it that is completely misleading. I once wrote a poem about people dying in the cold, and their dead bodies being gathered and burned. I was talking about fall.
Anyway, I hope everyone enjoys my work, and please, don't hesitate to point out ways that I can improve. I'm always looking for ways to evolve as a writer, and constructive criticism is a necessary part of the process.
Ciao!
CrowsOmen's Works
Poetry (Depressed) | 2017-08-31 | Of Bone and Flesh |
Poetry (Horror) | 2017-09-01 | Asylum |
Poetry (Philosophical) | 2017-09-07 | King of Nothing |