Tag: creative

  • Witch

    Witch

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    by

    The Tert
    in

    I am the woman who disappeared into the mist in her last life, The one who ran off the lip of the cliff, And whose body was never found at the bottom, They call me witch, with a hiss. They nudge me towards damnation, And I go with long strides, And a smile, For hell…

  • Hold the Note

    Hold the Note

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    by

    Adrienne Slattery
    in ,

    It’s late morning, and the paterfamilias has donned his formal attire. The toga cloaking the loose folds of his chiton is blue with a fluffy grey lining on the collar and sash. His bare feet are swathed in a pair of long woollen socks, pulled high over the rolls of his baggy grey sweatpants. From…