Plague Refugees As the war begins and with so little options as a country collapses, several opt to flee the incoming carnage.

Dancing Amongst Crows In a sickness-induced trance, PZ feels the need to dance

The Cult of Plague As the disease rages, false prophets, fundamentalists, and cult leaders come from the shadows, feeding on the fear and uncertainty

Panic at the UN The UN isn't safe either. This comes after "Discarded Tag"

water running red PZ senses a disturbance.

Diamonds aren't a girl's best friend Dark humor interest in true crime love of botany Me and this Poem

The Call of Prisms Written after I made an observation of one of the photos I took at "Prismatica". Since I didn't get to visit the whole exhibit, I do hope to revisit the exhibit before it closes in October.

If I'm not here tomorrow, will you forgive me? I'm not giving context on this.

1 Ariel and Triton I had my own "King Triton" to contend with.

Food Court Poetess A poem about writing a mall on a rainy day. I didn't stay at the mall long enough to write, certainly, but the idea was there.