Snake in My Spine

Snake in My Spine

The snake in my spine is tired of lying. Tired of pretending that all this light fell from the sky or was gifted by some God. Of pretending she did not make it herself – of flesh and heart and complete darkness. The snake in my spine is tired of hiding. And...
Friday The 13th Ghosts

Friday The 13th Ghosts

I’ve been sick this week. Please enjoy my feverish Friday the 13th (holy day of the goddess) reflections… Those thick dark hands of the cosmos wrap around mine. They are sparkling with milky stars. The great mystery lifts my body up to get a good look at me....