david centorbi

i am that i am decided that cupid would be the new lamb

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And plunged out the little Cherub’s soul 

and fed it to all the Archangels. They vomited the sweet poison 

down from the heavens, waking all the Images of God 

up from Lucifer’s grace-filled sleep—his soft-voice lullaby,

“true love means you will never have to suffer,” 

once again, broken.

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10 February, 2021

David Calogero Centorbi is a writer that in the 90's earned an MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Arizona. Now, he is writing and working in Detroit, MI.

Published work in The Daily Drunk, Dreams Walking, Versification, Brown Bag Online, Horror Sleaze Trash, Tiny Molecules, Dwelling Literary, The Minison Project, Windows Facing Windows, Schuylkill Valley Journal, Dream Journal, Unpublishablezine, Crown Name, and Crepe & Pen.

 He can be found here on Twitter: @DavidCaCentorbi.