Where are you and why aren‘t you him?
I know it‘s unfair of me
to come you with such a broken heart
but I never asked you to fix it
just to hold it
for a second.
Where are you right now?
I want to go there
to put my thoughts somewhere
they do not fit here
ever.
Where are you and why aren‘t you him?
Do you ever just want to
rip off your skin
to check if your bones
look just like everyone else’s?
Have you ever felt something
that wasn‘t real
but still hurts?
Yes?
Please make love to me,
but don‘ tmind me talking to someone who has already left.
Lately, I am enjoying to just let my thoughts go somehwere or to someone not available anymore and I just let the words come out.
“Feels almost like they were heard, right?”, my witch giggles.
Yes, it actually does.
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 