#electromagtastic

Winter Solstice 2021

Winter reached out with her icy hands

And took ahold of my heart

“Give me your bones, for me to freeze,

Give me your hands and feet,

And your skin to bite and pierce,

Then my collection’s complete”

“But Winter,” I ask in return,

“Why do you reach first for my heart?”

“My dear, to know if you have ought to give”

And with that she shuddered and fled

Shrinking from the warmth of courage,

Of victories won, resilience too,

And not the least of all love unfinished

So from the shadows she waits and covets

Free Readings

Wanting a bestie to go to a farmer’s market with.

We can wear comfy sweaters and look at all sorts of wonderful things while autumn leaves crunch beneath our feet. I’ll inevitably buy too much produce and my canvas bag will strain under the weight of it but we can stop for a cup of tea near the corn maze and rest a while. You’ll find some fantastic local honey and preserves and I’ll wonder if I should dare buy some flowers with my bag loaded down the way it is. There’s a little figurine you pick out for a family member and for a moment we both wonder what the world would be like if more people could dedicate themselves to art projects and craftsmanship for the pure joy of it rather than being forced into other career paths for money.