God made the child she
advanced with outstretched arms
said—
come to me and we can rest
together
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 181
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God made the child she
advanced with outstretched arms
said—
come to me and we can rest
together
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 181
forgive the bitter
asylum of america
a tomb of the undead
desperate for power
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 173
nothing but a key in the
churchyard within me,
a vampire wound
not healed
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 167
I know I could be precious—
good, settled into the
light.
not disturbed.
ablaze with sunshine
and delight. but I love
darkness too much.
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 157
lips red and nasty, disturbed
speaking down
to God, staring
at nothing
rude and ill
and empty
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 148
image overlay source: Isamaya Ffrench wearing red lipstick from her brand, Isamaya Beauty
I
see
no
light
in
life
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 127
the mother— a wild
flower and a wolf
circling the moon, howling
the voice of the body
remembered
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 123
Image Overlay Credit: The Sacred Feminine Spirit by Zillah Letty
attached to an
evil root of spiritual
pathology, fighting
the heart’s blood—
an anxious agony
with the lover.
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 104
smoky beauty of sunset breathing
recuperative power over his
mind, his passions, his
paroxysms— certain natures
improved,
naturally terrible.
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 101
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nonsense sends love spells
perpetually murmuring
padded room wishes to fools
disassociated into a sort of
coma.
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 93
men fear hell—
let them. raised to signal
some terrible doom, his
stronger nature seems to work
inwardly against himself.
men are beyond help.
god seems to have deserted
them.
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 72
you— tall, uncommon
handsome, clever
and an immense lunatic
what power you have
I am undressing
I am writing this to you
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 47
sweet ripple
joined subtle change
I seized wild desire
the dark passage to
my very soul—
burning
whole
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 43
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bitterness shall take no refusal—
engaged to resistless discourse
that the door had
closed in every way.
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 27
amongst the bright
sparkling waters, the walls
of my castle— broken, saturine
left me marked
but fortified. they say the people
who are near death change
the atmosphere. believe it.
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 20
the wolves around us howling
through jagged white teeth, a
peculiar perforce to command
the darkness
came upon me.
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 11
weird and ghost-like
speaking wild cries of
encouragement to passengers—
a guard against the evil eye.
—
Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 7