A Wicked, Witch-y Poem

Witches in the mist, come witness their wild magic: Indigo familiars howl to the moon, tap dancing, Cauldrons smoke and bubble blue, a beguiling glitter in the meadow air. Knees and teeth flash in the silver light, clacking choruses summon the spell– Eradicate daylight, freeze the full moon high on this All Hallows’ Eve DestinedContinue reading “A Wicked, Witch-y Poem”

Some religious symbolism I guess, I don’t know if that’ll offend people

Burn me in Gethsemane A witch at the stake Dying on the cross. Please carry me home My burdens and sacrifice My skin My bones My ashes My groans Can you come and save me, What say ye? — Can we please just be fairies Faking like we’re scary, We wear our pseudo-nightmares To dreamContinue reading “Some religious symbolism I guess, I don’t know if that’ll offend people”