Creative Corner: Hubble Bubble Your Music is Shit

I became a witch in quarantine;

There was nothing else to do.

I listened to my neighbour’s bass

And thought ‘I’ll murder you’.

I mixed up wood and dirt and frogs and bugs and slimy things and wishes,

And with ochre on my cheeks, I danced, and talked in mumbles and in hisses.

My mother warned me as a child

‘Witches’ souls burn in death’s fire’

But I can’t help feel it’s worth it

For a bit of peace and quiet.

Chloe Jacques

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