Under the cloak.

Unveiling all this poetry from my younger days, has actually been sort of interesting.

After I stopped cringing.

A lot of the same images turn up in my current work – the red sword, the ocean, the angst. The drippy, drippy angst.

It’s also revealing to see how much of these themes and concepts have coalesced into one character, Izus Torrossian. A lot of these poems could have been written about him, or BY him — even though I wrote these years before that character ever existed.

So, Lodestar Crew, take note. Izus is some sort of manifestation of my adolescent id. Be afraid — be very afraid.