I Am Fire
Character Poem #1: Haveri Rakmor
(From Chronicles of a Hypermutant)
I am the red burning through the green,
Making the air thick and unclean.
You crave for air that’s pure,
But you choke
On nothing more
than fire and smoke.
As I fight for will—
Fight for me,
As I fight for you—
The fire cocoons me,
Whispers in my ear
Everything I want to hear…
They say everything will be okay;
All I have to do
Is give in,
Will our pain cease.
Fire escapes my clutch,
Burns everything it can touch.
Thin fingers of flame
As they’ve devoured me.
And together we unleash
Our last drowned out scream.
The Hunger Within
Character Poem #2: Kyan Matthews
(From The Craving)
Unable to fight the hunger,
He sets off to wander,
In search of hope,
To make the voices stop.
His only answer:
The house of prayer.
His knees hit the floor—
He prays for strength, for a cure.
Rising to his feet, he tries once more.
He makes it to the box of sin,
Waits for the pain to cease,
For the priest to cleanse him,
And his soul of disease.
“In the name of the Father,”
The one who’s forsaken him—
Who lost hope on him—
“And the Holy Spirit,”
Left him faithless.
“Forgive me, Father,”
he whispers, afraid his words will light him aflame,
“…for I have sinned.”
And he has no one else to blame.
“I have killed…”
The taste of blood still lingers.
“Two people, almost three.”
And the blood could have been hers.
“And I’m afraid I can’t stop…”
His innocence now cinders.
“This hunger inside me…”
He grips the wood so hard it splinters.
Blackness. Heartbeat. Red.
The voices will not stop screaming in his head.
A punch to his chest, a moment of clarity awakened by dread.
The priest’s neck inches from being bled,
His eyes swimming in prayers unheard,
For the demon within craves bloodshed
A Cannibal’s Lullaby
Character Poem #3: Roxanne Slater
(From Thorns & Horns)
I look like a flower, innocent and pure
But in my mind, I’m scheming my lure
Wondering how much you can endure
For you, my darling, are my hunger’s cure
With mastery of pride, I collect my prize
Three, five, seven family pot pies
Rib fat galore
The killing and prepping a chore for me
I jump on any idea that could set me free
But something else lurks beneath
And it has razor sharp teeth
It speaks with tongues thick of lies
In such a sweet melody it attracts flies
With the promise of death I am drawn in
I allow the demon to reside within
Character Poem #4: Nadine Amsel
(From When The Sun Don’t Burn & The Craving)
It was all she could do to keep from screaming, to keep strong…
It was all she could do to keep herself safe from the deathly sun.
The request in his last breath, the promise left unsaid…
It was all that kept circling in her head.
A shovel, tears, and the hard cold earth,
And, in the air, the smell of death;
She held onto the fury feeding her strength.
Sweeter and more addicting than blood,
The call for revenge fills the void.
Soon, they’ll realize the mistake they’ve made,
And, with their blood, their debts will be paid.