Mona Mayfair

Mona Mayfair the mayfair witches

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“Lakes of red roses, here, in the snow;”

— Émile Verhaeren, from The Evenings: Poems; “Fatal Flower,” c. 1887

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sister by  Amy Haslehurst

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“I know where my soul is. I am a woman, and a valley of blood.”

— D.H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works; “The Plumbed Serpent,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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Find me where the wild things are ✌🏼️

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Alois Hans Schram (detail)

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Dreamy Floral Gown (Bella by 凱瑟琳婚紗攝影 Cathering Wedding)

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- Hélène Cixous, Inside.

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Osaka Castle Park | by godive2000

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walking around the house at night w my cell phone flashlight on instead of turning on the lights feeling like a bronte character with a candle

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“I remember people’s auras almost better than their faces.”

— T.S. Eliot, from Poems & Plays: 1909 - 1950; “The Family Reunion,”

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Do you still have witch powers?

I do.

Nothing quite as exemplary as they once were.  I could probably make a little rain fall if I wished.  Cast a few simplistic spells with the right mind frame.  Hex a few bastards that deserve it.

I haven’t lost the roots of who I used to be.  I just prefer to keep a momentum moving forward, casting off my past like a coat carried too long around me.

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Where do you spend most of your time?

I have a small cabin that I somehow inherited during my time of healing.  That’s where I tend to keep myself sequestered away much of the time.  When I feel a little less bruised by circumstances I return to New Orleans.  On the fringes, avoiding all who might know me, out of a feeling of homesickness.

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If you could have another lover, who would it be?

I’ve had my fair share of lovers throughout my life.  All of them men.

However, they’ve had an unfortunate habit of disappointing me in the end.  Perhaps what I need is to secure myself a lady love and finally achieve the ultimate Sapphic fantasy.

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What's been the best year ever of your entire life, alive and undead?

At the risk of sounding terribly droll and edgy, I would have to claim the year of my birth as the best.  It all spiraled downhill from that point onward.  My other best year?  When I met Quinn, during those few months of peace, before the sickness took me.  The years with him brought me exquisite happiness.