Silver Daux

Joined May 2021

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Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.

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Cigarettes and Wildfires
The drugs slip away and yet the black stays. Dark shadows color my skin, Seeping through my skin and tainting my bones. There are black holes in my marrow.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Terminal Velocity. Content Warning.
Sixty seconds. Twelve seconds folded over five times. She could make origami out of the time if she pulled her legs to her chest and cinched them with her arms but this wasn't about beating the clock. It was about perspective. It was about tasting the flavor of something irreversible.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Fiction
Schrödinger's cat
I am Schrödinger's cat. Dead and alive inside a burning box. Dreaming and not dreaming in the shadow, in the light. Breathing smoke and not breathing at all.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Mile Markers
I fell in love with you between the mile markers. Hope and dreams blared on the radio, Air filled my tires, And the lovely sound of my car galloping across the highway
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Round Up. Top Story - April 2024.
Sometimes I wonder what evidence it will take. Sometimes, between dodging rounds of flying bullets, Or fleeing the toxic spew of chemicals, or even crawling
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Slipping Shadows. Content Warning.
Shit. Shit. When did I lose the taste of you? When did you shift out of the familiar And into the territory of rare delicacy?
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Breath
I am stuck in the swirling spot below my navel, Stuck in the canyon between inhale and exhale Where movement lingers, thinks, and freezes.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Grey
I rotted something in my brain When I first tasted dopamine on my tongue. I rotted the stoic parts of my blood, Tore down the strong stone walls of my resolve
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Serendipitous Encounter
Every heart stutters and every footstep falls silent in Concern for the blackening sky, the shadowed ground, the bright sun
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Jungle Decay
The dream of the jungle swallows me. It carves cruel, curling calligraphy into my bones Until the density of me Decreases into nothing more than dust in the blood.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Milk & Honey
Metal scraped against metal And this low I could feel the radiating heat of the stove Against my fever-chilled face, Smell the denim of my father's jeans
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Cigarettes and Placeholder Dreams. Content Warning.
Eighteen and hungry, The cigarette hanging between bloody fingers doing nothing To suppress the gnawing hunger clawing a hole in my stomach.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets