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The Bewitching

bracelets on doorknobs ectoplasmical goo on the floor chanting tinkling music lifeless creatures arranged in a circle round a book of verse curtains yanked from their moorings broken glass muddy footprint trail undecipherable writings on the wall books ripped apart, their pages floating on the air drawers open their contents vomited out closets spilling everything all about chaos and mayhem reign in dizzying derision What's happening? Poltergeist or spell, Which is it? It's just my darling granddaughter here for a visit!

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Andrew Fairchild

Date: 10/25/2018 11:07:00 PM

This is really great!

P.S. Awtry
Date: 10/26/2018 8:30:00 AM

Thank you, Andrew for the visit and for the compliment! Glad you liked it :)

Wren Rushing

Date: 10/13/2018 9:13:00 AM

Funny that something so small can do all that damage. I bet she's beautiful. P.S. GREAT POEM!

P.S. Awtry
Date: 10/13/2018 1:56:00 PM

she is fast! and yes, beautiful! thank you Wren

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 10/13/2018 6:02:00 AM

Oh, this ending was so perfect! I can see that stuff they make out of glue all over the floor, something I have forgotten the name of, which is weird as it is totally popular right now. Cornstarch and glue, right? Have fun with your granddaughter. I wish I knew her age!

P.S. Awtry
Date: 10/13/2018 2:08:00 PM

no we haven't made homemade slime yet. though i did think of that stuff... here it was jelly and pudding and applesauce...

P.S. Awtry
Date: 10/13/2018 7:28:00 AM

Thank you Caren! She is 2 1/2 and adorable.