witchcraft
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He was the confessional without the collar. No stained glass. No wooden booth. No priest waiting patiently on the other side of a little brass screen. Just a telephone that was almost always on speaker and a man who could never keep his sins inside his own mouth. Behind closed doors, they poured out. The…
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New Orleans is different before dawn. The drunks have mostly surrendered. The tourists are asleep beneath hotel sheets they will complain about at checkout. And the dead finally have the streets to themselves. I had one thing left to do before I left. The cemetery gates were still locked when I arrived, which felt appropriate.…
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There is a group of people right now arguing in a comment section like their Wi-Fi depends on it. One says, “It’s a spell.” Another clutches pearls and goes, “No, it’s prayer.” Someone with a crystal in their bra whispers, “It’s manifestation.” An atheist leans back like they just won a Nobel Prize and says,…
