Dante’s Hell

Photographer - Tobi Brun

Dante’s Hell… 

Darkness shall descend, not at least when you expect

Will collect all its kind, all the madness and vile seeds, 

All shall witness the degradation as the sour wind passes; 

And for not the greedy vultures above, none will be the wiser—

For darkness comes in stealth; not like goodness, 

In small packages, this one comes in one gigantic leap

Quickly overtakes its kin until none are found 

Not one small piece of them shall be spared; 

And, the Earth shall be left wondering…

So too the heavens—

Where hath all mankind gone?

Us women know…

To Dante’s Hell where they belong. 

A.C. Perri lives in the southern hemisphere where she has been writing free-style poetry and pieces of fiction described as 'delightfully unconventional' and 'over-the-top' creative works for many years. She has won awards for her work in local writing competitions having had a few published in Indie magazines. Perri’s most endearing quality is her persistence.

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