I want to make you hide inside my cupboard
You know, just things that lovers do.
I want to make you
breathe in deeper
make you shiver
think about leaving
but never do so.
I want to make you melt,
and leave a stain,
a scent all over me,
just things that lovers do.
But all I ever do
is things that women with needles do.
Pretending there is nothing to hide
while cleaning the stain
and losing the scent
and cutting through skin
when the feeling was wasted
but the heart is still beating.
I want to make you do these things that lovers do,
but all I ever do is these things that women with needles do.
I wish I’d told you all my stories.
I want to tell you all my storiesIt’s not that they would changeIt’s just that I would likeTo see themFormA new expressionOn your face I need to tell you all my storiesI am not sureIf they makeSenseThe way I thoughtThey do. I will tell you all my storiesThey frighten meI’m sure you won’t endureI see…
Dealing with darkness in writing
This spring afternoon is glowing pink and tastes like strong tea. It feels much too familiar, and I begin to open up.I feel far away from myself as I start to talk, to babble on about my novel. About all the things I’ve been reading about in the past 5 years. About the 17th century,…
Radical witching novel rewrites at 4 AM!
I wore the same night dress my witch used to wear to get drunk on my windowsill, when I suddenly had an idea at 4 AM. Great ideas always happen at 4 AM, remember? This one however, kept me awake for at least a week, debating it back and forth. At some point my witch…
Mistress witch writes 
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