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Devotee

  • Jewel Andersen
  • Nov 18, 2025
  • 1 min read

By Jewel Andersen 


Oscillating between

reality’s thin wires,

flashes of Samhain

fiending fleshed fires.


Echo poised on

the cliff’s edge seam,

fish-mouthed and bowed

in gaping scream.


Or Ophelia —


weed-laced

and willow dazed.

Nettle at wrist,

daisy gaze half-raised.


Foam-veiled, unmade,

she mouths the flood —

dream-drunk on silt

and spindle-blood.

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