Silence the Foe

Gloriaea

Horror Horror

Blood poured from my eyes

Every word you penned

Dug through my irises

But why foil the ink

Stuff it back in the pen

Hold one end to their jugular

Until they eat their stained paper

Why not

Pull out a fresh sheet

And let your heart bleed

Color every page

With the kaleidoscope of you

Until the lights shines

Various frequencies amplified

Blinding our skulls

Until they've expanded

Mute the poet

Cut off his chords

Or find your voice

And illuminate the stage

More from Gloriaea ↓

• @_gloriaea on Instagram
• Gloriaea’s Atelier on Substack
• She has an upcoming release planned for 2026.

Mentioned in this episode:

Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only

Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice. We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.

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