(photo of Linda M. Crate)


a melody that must be sung


i am death's daughter,

the girl without

a father;

standing on her own

always alone—

loneliness used to knock on my door,

but now i appreciate being a

lone wolf;

because i am self-sufficient—

i can bloom


finding sunlight and moonlight

in places others don't think to look;

a flower that not many see

the beauty of yet blooms anyway because

my life and heart are full of songs and lyrics

i need to sing—

not everyone will understand my melody,

but it's okay;

i don't fathom every musical genre

yet i still appreciate music

& so i will always find ways to express myself

even if some don't like what i have to sing—

my truths & my heart & my soul are my own,

and i will tell my stories as they must be told.



a bird who refound her wings


i always craved

a daddy daughter dance,

but my stepfather and i were

never close and my biological father

claimed i wasn't his;

so i never felt wanted or needed

just a waste of space

no one cared about and it carved

wounds in me that have yet to heal—

i was just a shadow

lilting into void,

i didn't understand that even beautiful

things could bloom from


i hated myself because i believed

the lies others told me & the lies i told myself—

one day i woke up and realized

that i had worth and a purpose and this little heart

of mine was full with enough love and light

to give the world a hug of rainbows

in every dark moment,

and so i began to believe in my dreams and in hope;

i began to realize what my wings were meant for:




life is a journey


i've always risen from the ashes

stronger and more beautiful than before,

i have died so many times that i have

lost track of all the ways i have passed;


but every time i come back

with more vibrant and powerful wings—


once i was told that people like me

should be aborted, that we have no purpose

in this world;


but i know that isn't true—


tragedy sometimes inspires the most beautiful

of songs,

and i have many lyrics i have yet

to sing;


i used to fear judgment

now i fear leaving words unsaid

because life is a journey not a race,

and i have so many places yet to go.



i don't want to be unkind just loved


i'm death's daughters


i remember my fangs and my fury

breaking through the flesh of innocence

to sup on the sweetness of blood


i try always to be kind,

but sometimes

people don't hear you until you speak

their language;


and some are unkind

simply because they can be—


i've never understood how sometimes

when i was mean people respected me more

than when i was polite and kind,


because my kindness has never been weakness;

i give others the mercy i was never given because i've

never wanted anyone to suffer needlessly

as i did when i was growing up—


all the other girls who adored their fathers

were who i envied because, at least, they were loved,


i never knew if i was.



a goddess misunderstood


i was born in the darkness

only moonlight knew

my name,


but i was hecate's magical


blooming in all the places

no one thought i could—


i was feeling poorly about myself

and my parentage when she sent me a

barn owl which inspired me to remember

the magic and the miracles of my heart,


and i realized even if some see me as worthless

my love and my light make me priceless;


i am of a worth no one can imagine—


a goddess misunderstood as

the ravens who sing songs to my soul.



goddess of love and light


i was just another




but hecate took my hand

taught me my magic;


and i realize i have worth and light all my own—


my intensity, my passion, my muchness

will be too much for some but

the right people will love me just as i am;


because despite my flaws and scars

i have a beauty all my own—


the world may see just another broken girl,

but i am so much more than my wounds and their labels;

i am a fierce goddess of love and light burning through

nightmares with every dream.


Linda M. Crate


Bio:  Linda M. Crate's works have been published in numerous magazines and anthologies both online and in print. She is the author of six poetry chapbooks, the latest of which is: More Than Bone Music (Clare Songbirds Publishing House, March 2019). She's also the author of the novel Phoenix Tears (Czykmate Books, June 2018). Recently she has published two full-length poetry collections Vampire Daughter (Dark Gatekeeper Gaming, February 2020) and The Sweetest Blood (Cyberwit, February 2020).