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Witching Hour

Day 73/365

By Ellie HoovsPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Witching Hour
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As I light a candle

and burn some sage

you begin to suffocate

I told you

that you had demons inside

they came out of the cracks

in your heart

from the lies

that you told

I thought you sold

me a dream

but it was ocean front property

on the edge

of a cliff with no sea

You knew I was magic

tried to turn me in

to a doormat

and you said that witches

aren't welcome here

you can try to blame me

you're not the first to try to hang me

I'm one with the stars

I have nothing to fear.

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Ellie Hoovs

Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.

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    Written by Ellie Hoovs