Memories from the uncoiled exterior.
The ones with sharp familiar names
playing Gray Fern among
billowing tents and pool fires. Red wax
across upraised fingertips
in the mist season.
Continue reading ““Shade Garden” a Poem by James Pate”
Don’t eat too much on a first date
and nothing messy – spaghetti’s definitely out.
(There’ll be time enough for mess later.)Continue reading ““Instructions” a Poem by Sarah McPherson”
This is a poem dedicated to my witch girlfriend, who has been teaching me about witchcraft, history, and art ever since we met. It is a simplistic tale in commemoration of beautiful, cunning witches that disguise themselves as something–someone–more… and so these words can be imagined as the secret, invisible text across the gloss of a tarot card.
the lone raven in the warm forest turns into a bedside angel //with demon wings. & //this is nocturne academia //sheet music draped in dust & //little//lithe sparrow bones. someone hooks her wisteria-vine limbs //over my shoulders //whispers something about noxious selves & //falling stars. god, ye are terrible. //we //these veiled fawns so sweet & //cruel. fogged & misted //godly antlers sprouting from where we had bloodletted to coat pinky //fingers in post-sacrificial abel //we //the raw-mouthed cains //chests heaving & //tight white blouses //THIS is cruel//crude, abels melding with obsidian sadness //making promises with girls who speak //in ancient greek //EUASTEROS //sapphic blood pacts & //we try to bring sappho & aphrodite back to life to guide us //but we cannot.Continue reading ““wisteria//wisp-eria” by Janice Kang”
Appreciate your marks of age
Light a candle for every new blemish mark or scar
Like a ring on a tree trunk it is a sign of defiance shown on your glorious trunk
Celebrate each mistake you make by wearing your favourite colour head to toe for the entire day
Know that you won’t do it again, or if you do you will be reassured that you won’t shatter next time you will still be you
Turn off the television, the computer, the phone
and anything else that might scream obscenities
at you as you take away their power.
Take the newspapers piled at your feet
and crumple them up.
The article about the little girl whose
body was found in a trash bag
on the side of the road,
the little girl who likes My Little Pony
and reminds you of your niece.
Continue reading ““Spell to Reverse Hopelessness” by Lisa Lermer Weber”
a bit of thread, black
tied tight around this
Hathorne1poppet who cares
not enough to know my
name, but removes me
from the world, all the same.Continue reading ““A Hex On All Your Houses” A Poem by Juliette van der Molen”
incantation no. 1 (banishing)
tangled up in the jewelry
dressed up in fabrics not worn
all bought on credit &
(look at the curve of time –
the kitchen of the ship now spotless)Continue reading ““emdemdaa (a hex in three parts)” and two hex images by Theodoros Chiotis”
in the price of dishwashers
in the striations
in the teeth
in a pit
beside the workhouse
There is so much we can learn
by how obediently a child
takes up this work
how its small jaw will unhinge
as it eats its way
out of the graveContinue reading ““Leading Indicators” a poem by Joyelle McSweeney”
You are well aware of how to procure an accurate prophecy. You’ve been doing it for years and this year is no different.
You cycle into outer space. It is a warm June night in England and a cold, unnamed never-time everywhere else in the universe. When you find the prophecy, it has been circling a distant sun for a millennia. It looks like gold and feels warm, the temperature of skin. You tuck it under your tongue and it tastes like raw egg yolk.Continue reading ““Seven Women: Details of a Generational Curse” Fiction by M. R. Massey”
“There are Some Things Only The Moon has Seen” is a hex to reverse the moon landing, which celebrates it’s 50th anniversary next month in July. In a realty where so much of the world’s resources have been wasted on a futile, militarized, and detestable race to colonize outer space, we believe those resources should have been used to further things like human rights causes and focusing on averting the climate disaster that our planet is heading into.Continue reading ““There are Some Things Only The Moon has Seen” Video Poem by HyperVerses”
Uses: banishing, protection, cursing/hexing, reversals, uncrossings, etc.
CAUTION: Do NOT apply on skin, it will burn!
- Olive oil
- Chili oil
- Patchouli essential oil
- Chili flakes
- Black pepper
- Cayenne pepper
- Ground cinnamon
- Black mustard seeds
- Black sesame seeds
Denude the bushes after dark, each pink
azalea plucked because of one remark —
rhododendrons could kill honeybees. Think
details, death recipes on your knees. Stark
foliage fingers disgrace, frail flowers
you bury in a pillowcase, not waste —Continue reading ““Death Recipe” a Sonnet by Kristin Garth”
Burning House Press are excited to welcome LAURA JOYCE & JODIE KIM as our JUNE 2019 guest editors! As of today LAURA & JODIE will take over editorship of Burning House Press online for the full month of JUNE.
Submissions are open from today – 1st JUNE and will remain open until 23RD JUNE.
LAURA & JODIE’S theme/s for the month are as follows
Hex is a collaborative project between writers Laura Joyce and Jodie Kim. This guest editorship will be part of our larger project to collect and archive hexes. Laura and Jodie invite hexes against all forms of power, but especially seek hexes that relate to instances of intimate, gendered, or sexual violence.
“We see the function of the hex as a means to crystallise anger, fear, and outrage into a powerful moment of ritual. We encourage the use of forms often considered middlebrow or trashy i.e. true crime, confessional, occult, paranormal, melodrama. We also encourage spells, incantations, recipes, case studies, research notes, curses. We propose hexes to be in any language and in any form including: writing, visual art, performance transcripts, selfies, curation of found materials etc.”