A Manifesto for the Witches, Queens & Goddesses who Stand Alone.

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A manifesto that has yet to be written:

My head pounds,
my rage drowns out
the lingering of
hope or heaven.

And my sages were dead and gone,
left me standing
at a demon’s alter,
alone and lonely.

Even so I really did
search the caves and the rivers
for the light,
some sort of love
that could hold me,
keep me away
from the angry noise.

But no one came
and so I picked up my own bones
and went to my mirror
to whisper:
you are a goddess,
you are a witch,
you are a queen
with a manifesto
that has yet to be written.

Author: Megan Coleman
Image: Author’s Own
Editor: Catherine Monkman
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About Megan Coleman

Megan Coleman has been writing from the womb, finds her home there, and is an emerging poet in Chattanooga, Tennessee. Her poems appear in elephant journal (2017), Chattanooga Writer’s Guild contests in 2003 and 2004, and Visera in 2012. She has given readings at Barking Legs and Mudpie Café in Chattanooga.


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