The High Priestess Writes a Love Letter to The Magician
Your magick is this: kindness and shadow, fireflies of hope burning like embers— everything you touch signs a raven song, a fairytale, a reminder that love finds us even in the […]
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Poetry
there are no taxis for the dead
The horse brings you home wading through summer rain, reminds you not to stare too long at the halo of light the flicker of streetlamps, metal heads bowed over fogged streets your bad knee doesn’t mind the long ride anymore […]
The Sea-Witches at Nightfall
Clutched in cold hands and freed to blue topographies a sacred transmission pulses as the light lowers a bright chorus metewintoq is heard singing from night’s dark throat— Each moment is a pearl spat from shell gesigawitgl they flow swiftly— into our depths, where we divine the future far from the closed mouth of the […]
In blue sight
We ship ourselves in the deep blue sea. Our hands oars, memories the only compass working backwards, downwards, abysswards. We metal our way on the waves, wave ourselves just above the surface. We don’t need to surface to breathe. Breathing rusts our joints, the salt rots our synthetic connections, iodine burns our synapses, touch screens […]
pockets full of stones
you ask me, lips pressed to vertebrae, about the ocean: does it weep for all those lost at sea; does it remember all it’s taken? the tides have torn a hole in you, I think, and I press the slim bones of your fingers tight against my ribs, and do not say: I dream, sometimes, […]
AN OPEN LETTER TO CREATURES
The Science of Dying Dear creatures, this is how you will leave this world. IHouselights will dim their fluorescence and open their curtains, repeatedly, giving darkness a passage. IIThe air will braid its tentacles into thick black cornrows. IIIThe drums will be ripped, & streetlights will […]
We Drink Lava
We, the rebirthed gods, drink their past, we drink their anger, and we feel the ashes scrape against our lips, the heat boiling our skin, snaking its way in and its rough texture, cooling against our icy tongues, crystalizing the past deep, deep within us. And for those of us rushing to gulp down the […]
Six of Swords Becomes The Emperor
Tell me you’ve bolted the door, the one inside your heart, tell me, you’ve abandoned the ghost you once loved, let love you, haunted and haunting, until your mouth was all cobweb and ash, broken spells unraveling before you could fix them, runes wrecked before they gathered full power— […]
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