Sonnet on Death

This is an ekphrasis on L’Agonie by Felicien Rops. Sonnet on Death Demons clutch at your rib-cage ladder Grasping the arteries, choking your veins Your bones are now fragile and ready to shatter Oh dear, you look quite pale. Your bloodless skin is as thin as paper With cavities where worms slither in. A struggling … More Sonnet on Death