thegreatgradsby:

she became a witch at thirteen
the lighting of her home was
styled like you would expect
she had a knack for crying like
a pig being drawn and quartered
and her basement was populated
with taxidermy

her skeleton abandons her
while she sleeps
her breath is crystal
her hair is urine soaked straw

she had lips that could
kill a moment that seemed
pure
she lives in the woods
she is blessed