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Last Night’s Spell
Planting poppies under the waxing moon, I read my wish list to the stars, hoping God stayed up late to hear from his favourite girl. I’m just a dreamer, longing for long, late night phone calls, where I feel the Earth stop, then watch the sun rise, in a blink of my hastily made up…
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Healing Tree
Snow has sunk into the ground, beaten and defeated by the soft rays of the sun. I stare, seated in my kitchen, at the pleasant pink and blue that peeks from behind the branches of a healing tree, a tree that has weathered the winter, spurred on by the promise of return and renewal. The…
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Lilac Daydreaming
Lilac daydreaming, there’s a wish on my pillow. Please make it come true.
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New Moon Rituals
I set fire to my past, while the new moon slept around my shoulders. Stars set their eyes upon me, weeping with my brown eyes, steeped in sympathy, seeing the world turn, fate turning with it. I embrace embers, cherry red, wrapped around me, burning and cleansing, falling to firm concrete, finding my way to…
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Today Isn’t Unlucky, and Neither Am I
Ink, irreversible, rewriting the world, then living inside of my letters. At dawn, I whisper sweetness to the universe, paths of gold stick to my shoes, my soul ascending, while my body is tethered to the ground. Repeating requests, watching them unravel, then wrap around me, until I am complete. I watch the universe fall…