About Psalms of the Sinner
Creating rage-drenched poems and confessions for those who never feel
I write like I’m bleeding in public and perform like I want the whole room to flinch. Spoken word for the ones who stay angry, stay soft, stay haunted. Every poem is a confession, a curse, or a call to arms. If my voice has ever ruined your evening in a beautiful way… buy me a coffee, and I’ll keep talking. Follow me on Instagram for announcements and to unlock more- @harrietcourtney93
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Silas He hadn’t meant to return. When he left the cabin, the moon was high—silver and distant above the trees, casting just enough light to follow her trail through the woods. He’d planned to find her. To stop her, or protect her, or perhaps simply to see her again. But the sky had begun to pale. The promise of dawn curled around the treetops like smoke. And he was not built for morning. So ...
The Taste of her Name- Chapter 18: The Weight of her Abscence
Jul 11, 2025
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Aurelia The hearth fire had burned low, casting long, restless shadows against the cracked stone walls of the cottage. The air hung thick with the scent of charred herbs and old earth, but beneath it crept something colder, fouler—the copper tang of old blood, the sour breath of rot rising through the floorboards. Rea sat at the worn table, her hands clenched into fists to still their trembling....
The Taste of her Name- Chapter 17: The Legacy of the Matron
Jul 08, 2025
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Silas The door had barely clicked shut behind him before he was moving—fast, silent, a shadow stretched thin against the dying night. The first faint glow of dawn threatened the horizon, a warning more lethal than any blade. He tasted her still. Her sweetness clung to his lips, her heat lingered on his tongue. And gods help him, he wasn’t ready to let it go. Before he could stop himself, his f...
The Taste of her Name- Chapter 16: With Her Still on his Tongue
Jul 02, 2025
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