Witches fall in love with tragedies, and being loved by a witch has an awful lot to do with empty bottles and things happening only in thoughts and dreams.But witches are supposed to have options, right? These beings that bend the borders of reality have to have some options out of this world and forContinue reading “Demons for dating”
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Isolation call
Today, I called different people, because I really just needed to call someone and hear another person‘s voice and feel a little less alone. I called my grandmother, because her birthday was last sunday and she did not pick up the phone by then (can old people please stop doing this while a virus isContinue reading “Isolation call”
lovers and needles
I want to make you hide inside my cupboardYou know, just things that lovers do. I want to make youbreathe in deepermake you shiverthink about leavingbut 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 dois things that women withContinue reading “lovers and needles”
Why I write about witches
I have already written about how I summoned Layla, the witch living in my kitchen during the pandemic, with chocolate and wine, and sometimes with ice cream, and how we had the dark kind of fun, and were missing our boys, always good for a tale about surviving Dystopia. But I think, this might beContinue reading “Why I write about witches”
Tale of the witching transformation
Do witches really bend the borders of the world?Trick the being of this universe?Change its essence and its colors? Can witches even threaten the world?Alter all its structure into one that does notendure our existence anymore? No, they don‘t.And yes, they do. Witchesclose their eyes and allow their thoughts to travel far.Through time and everythingContinue reading “Tale of the witching transformation”
The witch and the needle
This witch once reached for a needleto do nothing morethan patch some socks.And there it had already happened:she was a woman with a needle. This witch now was a creaturethat had always been therealways been right next to you,but now seemed capableto rip this world apart. Has this witch ever doneanything else thanpatching some socksContinue reading “The witch and the needle”
Why witches are not afraid of the dark
Witches are not afraid of the dark, because there is nothing left waiting for them in there. There is nothing left hiding in the dark that they have not met yet, and they know it. The nightmares have already come true, when with a black clot and painful twist in the universe something or someoneContinue reading “Why witches are not afraid of the dark”
What makes a witch, Layla?
Darkness at 4 AM in late September. I was laying still and trying to sleep, while my witch was still awake, listening to the screaming of the storm outside our window. „Layla?“, I asked. „What makes a witch?“She did not answer, but I knew that she had heard me.„I mean“, I tried to explain myself,Continue reading “What makes a witch, Layla?”
How witches are
Witches are and are not. Witches can be seen by eager eyes, and enter the world once Dystopia has struck. Witches are because in this world there is loss and there is pain, and loss and pain cannot exist alone. Alone, they make no sense, and how to bear great suffering with no sense toContinue reading “How witches are”
How witches love
Witches fall in love. Witches fall in love with tragedies.Witches fall in love, and someone had been really happy and uplifted enough to embrace the universe, to have it all end with blood shed. Witches as such do not exist. A witch was probably married as the nice person next door. Turning into the niceContinue reading “How witches love”
Dealing with witches
How has the world dealt with witches?With unwanted individuals, having become the center of hysteria in the face of danger? How were they identified and proven guilty? First of all, you accuse a witch in public, where they cannot easily escape. Make sure that there are witnesses, so that the witch cannot win anyone over,Continue reading “Dealing with witches”
Bonding with demons
Witches, as demons, are very lonely. Witches are no threat. Since anyone can be accused of witchcraft, simply for a magical glow in their eyes or having the longest hair, there is no more danger in them than any person living next door. You do not want them to ring your doorbell at 4 AM,Continue reading “Bonding with demons”
The tragedy of witching
Witches are not real and witchcraft does not work. There are no candles scented with the power to convince a former lover to return, no violet clouds to be cooked in the backyard for eternal youth. This is only one of the witches tragedies. They live in a world in which something needed to beContinue reading “The tragedy of witching”
How the Basilisk kills
Witches dream just how the Basilisk kills. They have the most vivid dreams, that infect the world while spreading out of their eyes and into the air and through another pair of eyes into somebody to inflame their soul. Just as the Basilisk kills through poisoning the air, the witch infects the soul with desiresContinue reading “How the Basilisk kills”
Why witches burn
The image of the burning witch has become legendary. It is a known fact from history that certain, unique individuals have been burned by the stake for centuries, while the legend of the merciful executioner breaking their neck just before the suffering begins is mostly fiction. But why exactly do witches burn? Or more specifically,Continue reading “Why witches burn”
A little addictive
Ice cream. I scream. Basecally the same thing, these nights. It was not always wine. Sometimes, Layla needed Ice cream. Ice cream tasted better at 4 AM, especially after getting lost on a field in the dark and having a really uncomfortable encounter with the farmer who owned that particular field. “What is he evenContinue reading “A little addictive”
Dreams against nothing
But what do daydreams really mean? April had seemed like an eternity, and suddenly it was almost May. The first nights had kept their summer heat, potatoes and strawberries were planted … Oh, and face masks were starting to get obligatory in public. Oh shit, it‘s already May. We‘ve lost our spirit of life inContinue reading “Dreams against nothing”
Sweet survival
I summoned Layla to survive. To survive the darkness. The night. The longest night that I‘ve ever had to survive. A night that has not ended, yet. And while I am typing, new aspects of this night are taking over me. My head, the depth of my chest, and so I put them onto theContinue reading “Sweet survival”
Mistress witch writes 