I’m a woman with the head of Adam. You are a man with the body of Eve. Conjoined and bound, like two air-tied towers, we sting each other during the dark hours. Our prophecy burns as one with the flame. Equally shifting, our hearts are the blame. Eternally falling, disgraced dirt-mesh, systemed twins–I with breathContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
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A Black Cat Moment
Open your mouth. Open wide. Wider. A little more…there, that’s it! Now, here it comes. Can you see me pawing the ground? Beat! Beat! Slap! Slap! Let me scoop out some more. What? What do you say now? Come again. Oh, you ask why my claws are digging the dirt so furiously? Well, now thatContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”
A Black Cat Moment
Secluded in a cold, dark room, I held tonight a solitary seance. There were no boards, no planchette, no candles, no table, no chairs, and no opening prayer. I’m the Black Cat, and they knew I didn’t require anything to speak directly to your soul. Only neophytes need religious books, crystal pendulums, Tarot cards, andContinue reading “A Black Cat Moment”