A.R. Marquez

Adam Ray Marquez was born and raised in Northern California. 

He writes and publishes Surreal Free Verse poetry, fiction, horror-fiction, and is the Editor-In-Chief at The Dead Walk.

He plays guitar for Held In Scorn.

Instagram = @AtraxMors

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Embrace The Chaos
2 months ago
She fell from the stars Wearing nothing but what her imagination provided Drifting and floating amidst the chaos With a smile ever in tune with her intentions It is a canonical decree Her soul thrown ...
A Tear of Blissful Scorn
3 months ago
I've just hidden the stars from my inert dead eyes Looking through the sky to reveal all that has been saved for this day Surpassing the bloodied misconception of this death it is all but consumed In ...
3 months ago
I scorn the horizons For breaking the dawn and the dusk Without you and me as one A day is eternal Slow razors scraping across my skin Validating the silent moments Amongst the long-lost lovers Consig...
Indigenous Lies
5 months ago
If she rubs her eyes the mascara smears leaving dark imprints with accents of fear When forming words with her tongue the consonants and vowels lash out dealings of despair All that's surely begun Mas...
At the Gates of Har Megiddo
5 months ago
Breached! Heaven has been breached and ascension has begun The light and the dark struggle to decay each other Humanity fickle and inept fight with dark swords and black shields The Light Bearer bring...
Death in Pieces
5 months ago
My soul is defined by death in pieces It hurts to love myself... how can I love another? I wish I could erase your pain I wish you hated me with feverish scorn I want you to beguile me and ridicule me...