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poemdemic and other sacred spells

bubble bubble toil and trouble, eye of storm and hint of truth. the world’s gone all (we’re all mad here) multi-colored chaos, and now it’s only in magic swirl of words that we can lead and curl and kern and … Continue reading

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Cauldrons Calling

.. Oh, we’ve got spells. Woo him. Thrill him. Kill him. Spill him to the moon, she’ll hold him fast. Bubble-bubbled, toiled and troubled here in all this midnight mass. You only need bring a broken kite string, your sharpest … Continue reading

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