“we are safe in the darkness of the new moon— among peonies, plumeria, and violets"
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“Blodeuwedd was created to love one man; that was her original purpose in life. She found a way to assert her own wants and needs, and they think the best way to teach her a lesson is by turning her into an owl?… In my own heart I see her transformation as a positive, as an evolution… an owl is another level, a creature with deep wisdom and insight. Not to mention claws and a killer instinct.”
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“In the middle of winter, after a month of unraveling / and wanting to turn to ice, I prayed to Xochiquetzal; / I was willing to be a sacrifice—have my heart / carved out with her obsidian knife.”
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“When you unexpectedly find yourself in hospital with a poorly newborn (and still recovering from a c-section yourself) 35 miles from home, missing your husband and other children, frightened for the baby you’ve just brought into the world, then magic, prayer and ritual have never been more important, but also must be improvised.”
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I’m spiraling when she appears. Uncertainty engulfs me; / my friend’s projected warnings make me nauseous and choke, / but Skaði offers me hope, a blanket, and some mead.
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