A short little apocalyptic poem.

A story about rich people sequestering themselves away from a deadly pandemic while the rest of the world suffers :)

Content warning for some short, typical 1800s descriptions that may be considered offensive today.

A witchy narrative poem for the Halloween season!

Disclaimer: This poem unintentionally contains stereotypes about women and beauty that have been heavily incorporated into the collective unconscious' witch canon.

CONTENT WARNINGS:

• Connotation between mental illness and murder
• Use of outdated terms relating to mental illness, specifically "mad"

One of my favorite Poe stories, this episode follows a character (presumably a man) who finds himself haunted by his murder of a kindly old fellow with an "evil eye."

A semi-humorous poem speculating on when human language evolved.

Lord Byron's 1815 poem about King Sennacherib's seige on Jerusalem, especially the Biblical version of the story. I'm not a big fan of religion or religious tales, but just as a work of art -- with its rhythm, metaphors, rhymes, etc. -- this poem is incredible.

Also yes, I was (indirectly) named for Lord Byron. (My dad was named for him and I was named for my dad.) This happens to be the only poem I've read of his at time of recording, actually.

Another teensy tiny episode: a short poem I wrote back when I had no clue how to conjugate Early Modern English verbs or use Early Modern English informal second person pronouns.

Note to past me: It's thou hast, not thee hath!

Poe's famous 1845 poem, long interpreted to be told from the perspective of a man feeling guilty about killing his wife.