

Sea WitchShe was born one warm late summer night under a silver netted caul deep in the ocean's lamprey light where they say the angels fallSea Witch
Starfish taught her spells of water the deepest magic of the waves and christened her the ocean's daughter, divined her in its mystic ways
She grew from maid to sorceress, a silken figure, lithe and long her face, a mermaid's darkest kiss her body like a siren's song
And dressed in robes of filigree, bright coral fans of saffron hue pale misted veils of ocean spray and oyster shells of darkest blue  
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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