Witches’ Brew: Cassandra Kulay

The cat cries, the witches scry,
The cauldron steams and bubbles,
Spells to remove or fix your troubles.
The moon is full in a starry sky, ask
How but do not ask why, a doll,
An amulet, a bird to sacrifice, the
Building chants fuel their power,
As near we pull to the witching
Hour, wish for love or wealth or
Robust health, nearer to the pagan
Gods, indulge imagination and the
Physical self, a wad of spit, a drop
Of blood, a lock of hair, may your
Results be swift and beneficial,
Stir the brew so luck won’t be
Fickle. Take the chance and taste
The brew, to cure all that ails you.