Curiosities, grotesqueries, antiquities, and related musings from a girl who was hatched, not born.

I'm the witch who dies at the end of the fairytale. I have obsessions with natural history, the occult, and all manners of terrible and beautiful things in between. I collect curiosities, keep strange pets, and prefer to keep to myself, but I love meeting interesting people. So please don't hesitate to say hello.

  1. All night I heard the small kingdoms
    breathing around me, the insects,
    and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
    All night I rose and fell, as if in water,
    grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
    I had vanished at least a dozen times
    into something better.

    (via slug-girl)

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