Maybe I’ll fake my death and write nothing else
Tag Archives: fantasy
in there
Maybe the demons would still call me young and brash for my
age
the movers and shapers of the kingdom must be the young: the witches fresh out of school so excited to
24- quiet
I meditated in a shivering desert and slept under an ozone sun, I cried in a broiling jungle and like that time when I began to train Rails–when a pressure
and stars
Perhaps someone knew that the strings of fate ran in a circle. Or maybe, like most dreams, I made up nonsense.
of naps
with the spirit banished and my body recovered and a couple trees drained to unwrinkle my skin and un-stoop my back, I set out
23- span
Step 1: find out where the strings of fate are leading me. Step 2: do not that. Step 3: catch karma in the act of correcting me and take it prisoner.
is Superman coming
I had a dream where the fate strings just ran in a circle. Three of them, braided in a cord, just threads, really, sage green, gold and red-brown–and they just spun in a circle like a ferris wheel you could never get off
flap your wings
I said I want to defy gravity but practically, what does that look like? Well. Let’s make a list of the facts: I became a witch, which very few
raise your hands
all that rises someday dies, where does this leave us, should we cry, head must conquer guilt and shame heart must seek power and fame