Queen of the Witches

My mother

My middle name

Goddess of the hunt

Driven by the fierce

Derived from dog nature

Courted by fire and the

Holy deer

Fucked by

The wilderness


By the moon

Bringer of

Fertile power  

The one whose face you can

Scream in

As you birth

The one who sings 

Against a drumbeat

The one with the women

At her side

Guarding the babes 

From the nettles

Dancing deep in the

Woodland with all it’s black secrets 

Running barefoot

In the bracken

Where the truth is always found.


Huntress of the stars

Queen of the witches

Call her name.

2019 - London, UK

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