The High Priestess Falls in Love with Death, by Ali Trotta

This lesson I learned and            relearned, recitingit like a spell, word after wordto call back my power,to soften the ache,to sort out factfrom fiction,smother the ashes,close the gate after me,go home— leave the garden behind,all its wine and ghosts,            flashes of memoryand myth, hope held too tightly,until the spell turned curse,and secrets scatteredlike a firestorm,

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Self-Chosen Burial Rites of a Bunch of Twenty-Somethings, Eleora Ryan

“So, what do you want to happen to your body when you die?” I had shown up to my girlfriend’s closing night cast party for our university’s production of Twelfth Night in a black cropped turtleneck with a sexy little cutout under the boobs, fishnets under a deep green leather skirt with embroidered flowers whose

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