Satanic Nurses and Other Comforts
Here is a selection from Mark Arvilla “Marvilla” poetry collection called Satanic Nurses and other comforts.
I could go
I could go into the dusk of this green darkness. A dim figure strolling away across the lawn. Pausing to wave back to you at the treeline and then lost to sight in the forest. A few birds singing sleepily. And everything gently fading into the deeper darkness of night.
