A carnal flower grows in my garden,

and each night, like clockwork,

when the sun slumbers, giving way to the Afterdark,

I pick it and settle it in my tweed pocket.

I keep it safe through the darkness,

where I disappear into the shadows,

becoming endlessly elegant.

Sitting in the hush of the violet hour.


by Tate Geborkoff


Tate Geborkoff is a member of the Dramatists Guild of America and has worked as a national playwright and poet for over 12 years. His career started in Denver, Colorado and eventually led him to Chicago where he’s been for the past four years.

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