drawing Nazca lines in the backseat with my granddaughter
Send up to 3 unpublished pieces of magickal poetry (including esoteriku), prose, personal essay, original art, reviews, recipes, tips, etc. to Kelly Sauvage Moyer at unfazedmoon@gmail.com.
Chrysalis Every three years, I crack my head open and almost die. When I was three, I tripped and hit my head on a rock, the only rock for...
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