Some deaths never require a grave.
They live in the childhoods we bury, the versions of ourselves we lose, the words left unspoken, and the parts of us that quietly disappear while the world keeps moving.

The Devil Speaks is a collection of dark poetry born from shadows, grief, rage, longing, obsession, trauma and survival. Across its pages, two voices wander through fractured minds, doomed devotion, violence, loneliness, desire, and the peculiar beauty that can grow from ruin.

From gilded cages and burning red to graveyards, storms, shattered souls, and distant stars, these poems wander through the beautiful and the grotesque.

Perhaps this book is a graveyard.
Perhaps it is a confession.
Perhaps it is simply two people trying to make something beautiful out of what hurt them.
And perhaps, somewhere between the blood, the stars, the ashes, and the silence, you will recognise your own darkness.
Read gently.
Skip what you need to skip.
The devil is speaking.