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“Instructions” a Poem by Sarah McPherson

Don’t eat too much on a first date

and nothing messy – spaghetti’s definitely out.

(There’ll be time enough for mess later.)

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“Spell to Reverse Hopelessness” by Lisa Lermer Weber

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.


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“To The Crossroads, Go” A Poem by HM Barrett

The the Crossroads go,

Eat apples and honey under swollen moon.

Listen to the drums,

Fumble in confused sexual liaison,

With your heart beat.

Stand. Ever so still, so all that moves you,

Are the Earth’s vibrations.

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“Magical Thinking” a Prose Poem by Camilla Bostock

When the wind blows fiercely, I crouch down low. The single cow in a field is a bad omen for everyone. A red-beaked bird is called a chough. Red-beaked birds are called oystercatchers. The toadstool has no name and is in the wrong season. There are seals on the beach and in the water.

You must walk where the earth is worn away. The blossom is pink and is in the wrong season. White birds with black-tipped wings are called gannets. He walks at the edge and you beg him. White birds with black-tipped wings never touch the earth. Some people don’t care what they are called. When a new calf watches you, your heart beats faster. When the wind blows hard you lie on the ground. When he walks at the edge you scream into the wind. A voice sounds like nobody’s voice. The telephone call is nobody you know.

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Anonymous Incantation

Ask your mother to tell you a memory of her mother

Paint the scene of your mother’s memory

Take the painting of your mother’s memory and place it in an art gallery of your home town


Ask your father to tell you a memory of his mother

Paint the scene of your father’s memory

Burn the painting of your father’s memory

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“Flying Devil Oil” a Spell Poem by Jenna Vélez

Uses: banishing, protection, cursing/hexing, reversals, uncrossings, etc.

CAUTION: Do NOT apply on skin, it will burn! 

Ingredients:

  • Olive oil
  • Chili oil
  • Patchouli essential oil
  • Chili flakes
  • Black pepper
  • Cayenne pepper
  • Ground cinnamon
  • Black mustard seeds
  • Black sesame seeds
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