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Sailing Our Storm
Wait for me, love, in this eternal pilgrimage
Where the voiceless shadows take us by our cold hands—
They consume our spirit like a dark archimage
Until we wash ashore on Asturian sands.
~ Clay F. Johnson
Clay F. Johnson is an amateur pianist, devoted animal lover, and incorrigible reader of Gothic literature and Romantic-era poetry. His writing has been featured in the Horror Writers Association’s Poetry Showcase, nominated for a Rhysling Award, and recently received an honorable mention in The Best Horror of the Year. Find out more on his website at www.clayfjohnson.com or follow him on Twitter @ClayFJohnson.