Poem: Apocalypse Pantry

  Apocalypse Pantry by Shannon Laws   I have found the warm caves in the woods filled them with boxes of mac n’ cheese tuna fish cans and cheap scented candles Innumerable goods A possessed witch is misunderstood no matter how frugal I am such a witch waved my nude arms at the townspeople walkedContinueContinue reading “Poem: Apocalypse Pantry”

Poetry: Moon Spell

Peace has leftthe green housewith Iris by the doorCast out by the Walking Witchwhose heart is charcoal blackWarts and the summer moonbear witness to her dance outsidethe garden gate”Manifest!”, she cries casting her spellMoonlight jumping on extended armsas they stir her cauldron skyCurse without cause can not fly-Fly it does from her fingers endlike sparksContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Moon Spell”