I wrote this piece at a witchy writing workshop where we discussed the portrayal of witches as wild/ bad women in media. It was fun + out of my element from my “normal” poetry.
I don’t want to be good
I want to utilize my powers
To be bad
For the fun of it
For the thrill of it
Donned in all black
Blinkless stare
I own the night +
I’ll devour your soul whole
I’m tired of being the good girl
I channel my ancestors +
Summon the darkness to
Shift inside me what I
cannot change on my own
“Summon Darkness”
12/7/22
No one was harmed in the writing of this poem hehe
Your Ancestors
Your Ancestors-
They said
Be Still
Listen in love
All we have done was
In love for you
Move without fear
Create your own rhythms
Tend to your peers
Slow down to
Feel, long enough
To heal, release
Expand
Your voice is destined
For truth
For them
For you
Be still in love
For all is coming
Sweet one
”Your Ancestors”
9/21/22