Is ma birfday
Mother and I visit the Witch.
She’s laid to rest when the sun is bright. On Autumn’s eve, she duels the night. She gyrated, joked and caused a rite. Causing chaos to all in sight. Pupils white, she chants through the night. CHAZ CHAZ CHAZ CHAZ Once he’s beckoned, there’s no turning back. He charms them with his smile. He enchantsContinue reading “The Witch. “
The morning sunlight crept through the window. After another restless night, I was grateful for the dawn. Careful not to make noise, I tiptoed into the kitchen. Broken glass littered the floor. Every cabinet and drawer stood open. Broken cups and ceramic plates covered the countertops. Careful not to step on the fragments, I openedContinue reading “Hello, Goodbye.”