S.H.E.

S.H.E.

Spellbound
Hand of Glory
Evocation

There was a Southern drawl in the air.
From the North to the South
no one alive ever one cared.

The smell of scorched earth
The wind of death, a pound of flesh
Evenly shared
Monsters came in the form of humans
This year.
A right eye, loosed tongue, a left ear
It was clear

Dusk enveloped her
She wore the color of twilight
Brilliantly

She was of divinity

Old MagicK
By Blood

She lit and held the way
The palm of the murderous thief
Unlocking doors and memories
It’s stale fat
Sizzling
Like
Day old bacon on a skillet

Screams throughout the night
Children embrace the fright
Nothing touched their souls
Not pain
Not Cold
But the how of the Mandrake continues
On

Without silence
Without breath
Calling Out
Echoing

For peace and righteousness
As penance is paid
To the guilty party
And freedom
Gifted
To the Free….

Raven BLACK 🖤🥀🐦‍⬛