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C Clark Carbonera


This poem was made for Leon, a character from the story Fleetward Werewolf, published in Portuguese and English here on the platform. Few have read Leon's story (one of my favorite characters), but even those who haven't, I hope you will be interested in this child-man. (And sorry for the spoiler, but truth be told, Fleetward Werewolf was published here for a while now, so you can just check it out first before reading this)


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Listening all night,

your howls echo

and I feel your pain.

Under pressure and oppression

an invader inside me.


My demons grow

frighteningly

enveloped by yours.

"Roar" he commands.

"Roar" he commands.


Growing in obsession

I need to reconcile

with the monster that

rises within me.


The moon is too strong

and the black well whispers

my name, drop by drop:

"Wolfie Leon, it's time to go."


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C Clark Carbonera “A utopia está lá no horizonte. Me aproximo dois passos, ela se afasta dois passos. Caminho dez passos e o horizonte corre dez passos. Por mais que eu caminhe, jamais alcançarei. Para que serve a utopia? Serve para isso: para que eu não deixe de caminhar.” Fã de carteirinha de Buffy - The Vampire Slayer.

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Kushal Singh Kushal Singh
This poem is beautifully crafted, with a strong emotional core that resonates deeply. The imagery and language are both vivid and evocative, drawing the reader into the world you've created. Your words flow effortlessly, and the rhythm enhances the overall impact of the piece.
August 10, 2024, 16:30
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