Written by 8:59 pm Published Work


Published in The Fear Journal, July 2020

Go away you lying Ram. Ride away on your Chariot, I banish you. Your horns aren’t fashioned for fighting, they’re fashioned for destruction: toppling Towers, emptying Queen of Cups, puncturing hearts, etc. Though I’m not even sure you know how to use your horns. You’re so accustomed to being the Hermit, accustomed to soul-searching and exiling yourself from people who love you. People like me. Well, your hermetic introspection and refusal to act has sapped the once bright light of this Star, and I banish you for it. So go away, tell your lies to someone gullible enough to believe them. 

Originally published in The Fear Journal

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