The Three Witches

Somehow I wasn’t surprised when they called out my number.



fraking and brexit and neo-liberalism

I looked at the faces of everyone and they all looked kinda sad and ashamed…

…and i could see that they were thinkin’ the witches could save them.

Then i got angry. I started shouting at my dad, something i thought i’d never do.

I was saying that it wasn’t him that had to go to the witches and if anyone had the right to be angry and scared it was me.

He looked kinda small then, like someone had let the air out of him.