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Beware me,
I am a seer.

I have Seen
Things here
I Cannot
UnSee and,

I will spell
them—All
———Out.

—-

I see through
your binding
spells of war-
locked pages;

Extinguishing
Gaslights~~~~
~~Effortlessly.

—-

I am Roma,
infiltrating
your Roman
Honorifics &

Dis-spelling
your False
Gods; using

Only Alphabet
And Goddesses.

—-

Sometimes
I Take form
Of a Fairytale,

A crystal ball.

Other times,

——-An Omen

—-A Pitchfork.

—-

I trained——-

-Role-playing
Your games—

———-All——
—-My Life for
This moment.

—-

Fear me,
for I am
the seer.

—-

I defy your
Laws of
Auto-correct
& spellcheck;

Pro-verting
your own

Ancient arts
Against you.

—-

You have
trafficked in
women for
——-so long,

you Miss-take
my par-taking
In rituals for
subservience.

—-

I have taken
Good Notes
on your Blind
Spots, ogres.

You only
Believed
Yourself
Goliath.

—-

My incantations
Dis—Man—[ti]tle.

I take your
Ma[n-a]ges
———pages;

Fashioning
Them Into

Delicately
Re-Laced
Vers[e]ace
Dresses.

—-

He may have
been a “Man
of His time..”,

but————-I
Am a Woman
of Present &

————Future
————Tense.

———————-/////////////////

“We are the granddaughters of the witches you weren’t able to burn.”
Tish Thawer, The Witches of BlackBrook (Witches of BlackBrook #1)

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