#playwithmyfire

Witches have red eyes and can’t see clearly, I hear the girl say-little fool. I was born with my eyes on fire. It was years before I learned to see through the smoke-mother with her weeping, father with his hard, burning hands. Too many years my eyes were red. Now in this place where the hurt is never mine to bear, my eyes are strong, straight from the fire, sharp as glass.

:3 thank you!