Writing is a witchcraft,
a sorcery that is concurrently
delicate and barbaric,
a self-determined incantation,
a quiet conjuring of all human passions,
a necromancy that whispers to ancestral creators
“I have felt you shape me,”
and it is into the melting cauldron
that the writer-witch pours
her own blood for creation.
Faith, Health, and Other Musings 