Bleeding on W. Blood St.

experiencing totality (again)

Last total eclipse I saw I stood in the ocean, trying to be spiritual

And got rocked by the water and tripped

Into a sea urchin

I spent the next month cleaning out a small hole at the top of my big toe with a needle and warm vinegar water

So much for being a witch

It’s progressing quite well

Thank you for asking

I was boiling a pot of chicken feet

Didn’t even cut the nails

A fact that lingered in my head as I’d later sip the concoction

Bitter water 

Flavored feet

This eclipse happens to be happening over my hometown

I have no plans for spirituality or witchery

I have learned the lesson of trying too hard 

This time I hope and believe that the right prayer will be whispered in my heart

Everywhere is a church

Everyday is a ritual