My Work · Poetry

Red Eyes

That blue boy in the distance
kept walking
his toes blistered
and his soles bled
my temples have never found
a worshipper more devoted
his red eyes burning with holy fire
feeding his empty stomach

He longs to become God
and that cannot happen

By Carren Wong

Artwork by Lara Zankoul

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