anthalog

[anthalog]

— so, here’s my ode to october. where the air buzzes with something stronger than magic. my steps lead me to ley lines and i walk above the tombs of old gods. show me a leaf and ill show you a spell. point to the air and ill tell you the name of the spirit you just touched. something bubbles under the surface. the trees groan, the grass dies. can you feel the electricity of it? the knowledge and the curiostiy about everything and anything. babe, im a skeptic, but even i cant deny that i feel like ive lived forever. these bones are old and ancient and yet somehow my soul remains oldest. theres a memory stuck in my blood of a time when i stood upon a cliff i havent seen in this life and i let the thunder crackle through me. let it consume me. veins glowing and bones shifting.

so raise a chalice to october and drink the blood inside. break bread at haunted tables and empty chairs. chant the night away. whisper curses and scream blessings. love those who loved you. burn those who burned you.

[anthalog]

— god I just want to learn everything in the world. teach me the physics of the birds and the space between their wings. tell me about fungi and decay and if colour exists outside of my eyes. i wanna learn the world, the way the wind flows and the way the grass grows and the way my heart beats to the journey of a butterfly whenever i see your face.

tell me if you think magic exists, between you and me, i’m a believer. i leave crumbs out for fairies and i’m kind to black cats to appease the witches. i never shine torches on bats because i’m fond of my blood staying in my body.

i want to learn about death, and i want to find its cure. teach me alchemy, my love. teach me to make liquid gold from nothing and we’ll drink it together in the woods while we listen to the music of the satyrs. tell me about gravity. the science behind falling.

lovely, teach me about the stars. of the myths and the legends and how your heart holds faith in fate. and so hold my hand and lets take a journey. past the oceans and to the left of the first star we see.

let’s ask the moon questions about destiny.

[anthalog]

— she’s a child grown on the edge of the ocean. girl cursed to move with the pull of the tide. grin as wide as the sun’s reach and just as warm. when she laughs her mouth opens as wide as the moon and all i can see is that she has stars for teeth and the whole of her is a supernova.

i can see her right if I squint. she’s the small shifting figure in the distance. midway between a cliff and the sky. girl without wings still learning to fly.

let me sing for you, an ancient call. I’ll summon it from my belly and dispel it through the heart stuck in the gaps between my lips. bring me sun, star-girl. bring me sea. whatever you do, promise me. no pinkies involved only a kiss and an oath with your blood and mine. ill whisper the terms to you in the forest that holds my sister spirits. say youll always come back to me, swear and spit on it.

let us celebrate, every twenty third day of your visit. let’s drink the night sky and swim in the sea. let me play with your hair and let us sing songs and strum guitars we don’t know how to play. let its hollowness and let our fullness echo through the soil. you and me, we’re a magic pair. Star-girl, youre the wither and the bloom. so dance your life with me, and we’ll blossom together. two buds on the same stem. we’ll grow into heaven and back into the heart of the earth. it’s pretty, isn’t it? the thinking and the delight of the thought.

star-girl, take me to your home on the edge of the ocean. i know it’s farther than heaven by a thousand miles but I don’t care. I’ll walk forever if I’m walking with you. take me to your home on the edge of the ocean, let’s eat cheese and drink wine made from liquid love. let’s stare at the stars and tell me about your kin. keep me warm there, wrap me up in the whole of you and don’t ever leave. we’ll sing on bad days and hum on good ones. star-girl, teach me the meaning of sun.