poetry – Page 14 – Jordyn Saelor

camp/All Common Sense, That is

To shapeshift, beginner witches require a diagram–and by diagram I mean, pages of drawings about what to do with all your organs and pages more about how to make new organs and

Tropic

Plants grow down toward gravity, and experts call that geotropic. Plants grow toward water and they call that hydrotropic. In a pre-witch life, I dabbled in botany and read some books and grew a little

Seasons

How many years had passed since I graduated? Golly, I hadn’t kept track. A lot in The City. A lot more in the Realm of Green Dragons. But even before I left, I was older than any

14- Down to Earth

Yeah, I went back to Earth. I don’t know why, there’s very little to use for magic there. There used to be, according to some old demons and monsters. But all the roads and cars and cities and

Blight Reaper

Sliptide’s sleeping lover dozed in the den, yet mud from hundreds of years of monsoons had nearly closed the opening. I didn’t unblock it, though, since she still had several thousand

sow chaos

I stayed until the night’s life left my wrinkled skin and white hair as old as ever, but I was so scared to check if Sliptide got her memories back that of course I punished myself by tracking her down

13- the tyrant

I wandered the Realm of Green Dragons for seasons, hunted skins for tents and sandals, took a few emerald scales from a sleeping dragon’s swampy cave

Sha la la la

If I shapeshifted to a tree, I’d have to make sure I kept my human brain in there–fed well enough to maintain functionality–so I’d have the presence of mind to shapeshift back. If I wanted to

tear me down

I saw Sliptide again. Touched her tail like skin-to-skin contact would tell me what she’d think of me if I somehow released memories into her. But she just

12- do you think

do you think there’s a league of mindless immortal dragons advocating for their rights (answer: unknown) Do you think it’s easier to return to the astral plane while gutted on