Damhnait

Oñate

A Dark Light That Falls From No Star And Emanates Such Sadness

You Entered the Dwelling Place of Dead Tenderness Alive

Limbs of a Dismembered Poet

When I Struggled Out Of My Hole

Keeper of the Dead

Revolutionary Opressor

Ghouls of All Defunt Regimes

Ghouls Of All Defunct Regimes

Verse