cailleach.

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each night i feel the tear; stone fruit;
the pith catching; 

somewhere deeper i hear it— 
split-hairs, sheeped skin, milk weeping
just before it curdles;

how

can i  devour the flesh that contains me;

how can i 

reach for the pale, guileless, 

lune.

solas na gealaí / moonlight


choked, 
bone-blanched visions.

                         tufts of hair
                          decomposing
                          in the drain.

the shadows awaken, the whites of their eyes tic
like

moose-teeth.

i step over a needle; pine-tusks. stone fruit. 
white spittle. 

clúdaíonn an ghealach mé / the moon covers me

they speak in low, hushed
ardent whispers.

wouldst thou like to live deliciously?

and this time,

✃𓄧 𓃵

i speak back.

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inspired by robert eggers’ the witch ; language used in italics: irish / gaeilge

cailleach [ kai-yukh]: veiled one / crone/ witch;

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