Strings of Fate

My two elective Strings of Fate classes had the names “divining the weave of the future” and “karma as a lens for interpreting the past.” In my fifteenth year I studied karma and in my seventeenth I studied weaves; yes, I know the stereotypical approach would be to

2- from this feeling

Examine, Isabel, why you removed yourself from all this feeling. Isabel, Clarissa, sitting in a tree, best pals forever, don’t you see, first leave family then hurt friends then earn witch names on a graduation stand. First comes love, then comes terror, then comes capture at a dark school no one’s ever heard of.

Dangerous with a Glue Gun

I’m dangerous with a glue gun comin’ for your money venom, decorate the chimney tops with button drops, okay ginger Tay– when they spoke of blood crying from the dust for vengeance they never said the blood would be ours, but my wounds under the peppermint moon knew you weren’t coming back with the biteContinue reading “Dangerous with a Glue Gun”