Step into the subtle darkness. Through the fog and the falling leaves, searching for the door that the staircase hides behind. The scent of the world has changed. There is a murky quality to the air, a foreboding weight to the mist, and a tapping sound underneath the crickets desperately holding fast to what is... Continue Reading →

When first harvest looms, the banshee wails from somewhere before time marked the journey of the seasons. She sings an old song that spills over a golden sunset, a haunted melody called Forgotten. I raise my hood and walk westward into Autumn's arms, unblinking, into my next once upon a time story. To a place... Continue Reading →

She always remembers it as fire. That heat behind the breastplate of her armor. The swirling warmth of it, growing there inside her, consuming logic and good manners. Eating away at the expectations of quiet acceptance. "Let me out," it whispers. "Let me out and everyone will know that you are not weak." Someone told... Continue Reading →

Summer's Queen casts her light upon the world, a joyful radiance unmatched in its brilliance. She is the loveliest when she's covered in morning dew, her robes glistening at the hem as she glides through her kingdom. She knows that she is beautiful, yet she is not vain. She stretches out her arms before me,... Continue Reading →

** a writing prompt from Interwoven, a guided exploration of nature and a life lived in relationship, by Jane Pike. Check Jane out at: https://janepike.substack.com/ ** Birds coast when they can because the wind is their scripture. Inside the shell they already know, it is their birthright. The air is their music, their songs are... Continue Reading →

**this piece was created from seasonal writing prompts provided through Danielle Dulsky's Witches of the Word Coven at thehagschool.com In my most haunted daydream, a ghost of summer steps out of the shadows cast over the longest day and she whispers, Remember... In her wild, doe eyes I see my young self, the wandering creature... Continue Reading →

I am fearless. Now go into the night, kiss the hand of Hades and fly with the Furies on a black winged horse Become the one who walks within the ash and the ruins I am watching you. Growing your fur and scratching behind your war-torn ears Making your den from the lies you have... Continue Reading →

I walk into the Garden of Eden and the apple tree is missing. I wander through all the colors of the world with an inkling that they are not so bright as I remembered. The proper maidens, with ringlets in their hair, hide their tattered hearts and unruly scars under clean, white garments. Their eyes... Continue Reading →

I smile When I think of you, I smile And I remember the things that made you so special to me The fondness of memories that were too brief for my own heart But whole enough to carry me forward For the years to come My pale dragon, the prince of peppermints and powdered donuts... Continue Reading →

I have an interest in grief as a process, a season, and a source of spiritual energy, intent and vision. I'm currently making my way through a year-long workshop exploring this topic and hope to relate it to my life's work. It may seem counter intuitive to begin an exploration of grief in the spring.... Continue Reading →