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murder on birthday 3 by muratsuyur

Birthdays

Mine has just passed on January 15, but as I began to weave my thoughts on what the day might look like, I quickly realized that I have no birthday traditions. Birthdays have always been the lowest day of the year for me–for one reason or another, I have cried every year on January 15, […]

Legba’s Gift

Brown hoofs splashed through the marsh-swamps just beyond the open Gates; as I exhaled my reverence, love, and thankfulness through the boundary to those who had just given their offering to me in exchange for my gifts of food, incense, spices, and devotion, my skin slick with henbane ointment, I felt my spirit sent out […]

Henbane and an Open House

In woodland vale and faerie glen, With hornèd brow, and manner keen, Great Cernunnos, beheld I then, With Nymphs and Dryads was he seen. His manner fey, his glance serene, ‘mongst revelers held in his sway, ‘midst shadows which remain unseen, With graceful steps he made his way. “In Woodland Vale and Faerie Glen” by […]