NaPoWriMo: Day 12

Charon I am the boatman Dear traveler, waylaid On your journey, Step up, step up Take my hand I am the boatman Wrapped in rags Of sorrow, Eyes of gelid fire Limbs of sinewy ropes An obol for the boatman One more coin to Toss into the river Plucked from the mouth of Another soul… Continue reading NaPoWriMo: Day 12