Upon my graduation from the demonic witch school in my hundred and thirty-second year, I chose the name Kook, Witch Kook, and didn’t care how silly it sounded. At least it wasn’t Isabel. Witch Isabel sounds like a question my second grade teacher would ask, “Which Isabel does this
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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.
Sisterhood of Spite
Do you remember any of our friends’ whereabouts from witch school? I know Dylanthia went back to the ancestral lands, Pogoth crossed the rainbow snake and got eaten, Xlthan fell into a mirror and met a new crew to hang with. Sometimes, though, I wonder if any of my friends were actually friends.
live forever
What’s the biggest asteroid of my heart still spinning ‘round inside me? I don’t think it’s you. Maybe it’s me. Maybe it’s the knight I killed on my seventieth birthday
1- Examine
We went to witch school, you and I, hidden in the outback of Australia– which witch school, the one shifting between realms of new times and wild climes, the one with the potions plot and the spellcaster squad, the school for the demon kids who drew fickle fire from the air.
I obliterated this heart
because the tyrant lived there. Like a bad head louse it couldn’t let go of the power pulsing through me. The power of anger, reckless abandon, and love. My stomach might be the star at the center of my solar system body, but even large planets and hearts pull stars to their gravity a little.Continue reading “I obliterated this heart”
Rulers/Rebels
I have lived under many dystopian regimes. Rulers come, and rulers topple, children die in some sad squabble, rockets fly
orbital HEART
Imagine if my insides held a solar system. Here is my stomach, hot and glowing blue, where all the energy radiates from, out through the rest of me. Here is my mind, made of many moons, always admiring the beauty of my pieces. My fingers reach like the distant dwarf planets, cold to touch, andContinue reading “orbital HEART”
Some random poems I didn’t know what to do with
supreme pizza is sickeningly soluble in soda so stir slowly, then sip some savagely inside swift straws and slake your satisfying salivation. — Witch on a mop such a precarious affair likely to flop through the nefarious air — your diaper burn hurt the fern terns adjourn in the bird nest and confer the bestContinue reading “Some random poems I didn’t know what to do with”
Hello, Village of My Heart
gonna make you wait and make you pay, takin’ names killin’ fame– oh this typical teenage rebellion just comes sweepin’ in on coatclaws of trepid traumatization and I don’t want this job anymore so please protect them, and there, and these, and here and keep our village safe so the rebels do not actually haveContinue reading “Hello, Village of My Heart”
Jordyn Saelor 