Crescent

Posted on by Donnella Maria

Wrought-iron sentinels
stand side by side,
connected throughout
but for a yawning divide.

Ancient oaks flourish,
their roots grown through cleaves.
The electric rails’ current
moves ‘neath a quilt of leaves.

The archaic and modern
with one another stand
on this soggy crescent-
a sacred and debauched land.

Published by Donnella Maria

Donnella was born in New Orleans and still resides in the Greater New Orleans area. She writes fiction, nonfiction, and poetry. She's especially gifted in spinning spooky tales. Donnella's horror fiction has been narrated on the Chilling App (https://www.thechillingapp.com/ Twitter:@chillingapp Reddit: r/ChillingApp). Her non-horror fiction has been published in the Foliate Oak Review, and poetry published by The Pangolin Review. You can follow Donnella on Twitter: @ThatWitch_Hazel.