Siân Ada
@estuarywitch.bsky.social
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🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️(nhw/she) neuroqueer, non-binary transgender femme, parent, witch, aglaec-wif.
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Igh. My enrichment enclosure does not contain the one thing I need, so I grumpily throw myself into bed
Goodnight internet darlings
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One of those days where it is lucky I don’t have superpowers because I would burn and break this world
It would be terrible
It would be glorious
We would have utopia
Siân, a white trans girl-ish, wearing a green corduroy thistle jacket over a grey dress
estuarywitch.bsky.social
Goodnight internet phantoms, if only all those other places you tell me you live were real
Siân, a white trans gal-thing, in bed with tousled hair covered by nhw blanket
estuarywitch.bsky.social
I remember the wounded look in his eyes
The surprise in his last exhalation
The slight protest as systems flared to red, as all the alarms rung out forever
As he begged, for just a little more
We all ask for just a little more
We are never granted it freely
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The price is always a life, I am a bad witch after all
I get to dance (in iron hot shoes)
But not to claim ever after
The early price, I could have paid with my life
The middle price, with hers
The late price, with his
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He was husband and father, a child saved the marriage for another decade
He was tattered and broken, but strong and kind enough to keep going
And if he had broken there would be no daughter, and that price was too high to pay
Any regret denies her her life
Any wish unmakes her, like unraveled cloth
estuarywitch.bsky.social
There were close calls, cries seagull-sharp that almost penetrated
Mis-steps that could have revealed the masquerade
But he was charming and convincing and kind
“You’re not like other men,” she said
estuarywitch.bsky.social
No prince or princess disturbed the thorn hedge, braved the tomb, cracked the crystal coffin

It took decades
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He was only meant to last five years
A placeholder, a temporary environment suit, a clumsy ersatz person
But she and nhw were strong and wild, and didn’t know the cost
And no one said the words that could wake the sleeper
estuarywitch.bsky.social
So she died again
It was the knife, cool and cold and exacting; or him
Nhw held out a solution, imaginary twin reaching across time both ways
Downwards from unimagined future and up from endless summer
She breathed out a crystal coffin
She stopped the spinning loom
And slept, stone deep
estuarywitch.bsky.social
She perhaps could have run, fox-wild down the train tracks
A wide eyed thirteen year old girl into the Smoke
But she wouldn’t have made it through that world
She was too trusting, too innocent, too betrayed and wounded
Her fragile hold would slip
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She was dead to begin with, an inauspicious start
And then Peter Pan trapped she never believed she would grow up
She had no need to wish
No armor against the wicked world’s intrusion
No plan, stratagem, or defense
estuarywitch.bsky.social
I wish
We all say it
My secret is, I don’t mean it
I mouth the prayers as fake and as dry as first communion
I spool the thread backwards into the spindle and prick my finger
Blood stains the weave, thirsty cloth taking on new color,
And witchward I see the price
estuarywitch.bsky.social
I wish I had come out earlier, I wish I had known, I wish someone had known, I wish I could have confessed, I wish I could have acted

There are no atheists in foxholes, and no trans girls who wouldn’t call on gods, or other older powers, to set what was wrong right
estuarywitch.bsky.social
Trapped at work
Weaving timelines you know how it is
estuarywitch.bsky.social
I have no desire to be at work, but I do have a desire to spend money
Siân, a white trans girl-ish, wearing a leather jacket over a grey turtleneck because nhw is in tech
Reposted by Siân Ada
michiums.bsky.social
making a proper #PortfolioDay post instead of just my pinned so - hello! I’m michiums, award-winning comic artist and illustrator on the 👀 for #WFH cover and #comic work, anything fantasy-horror-queer is my jam!

portfolio: michiums.carbonmade.com
📧 michiumsart @ gmail
vivid rainbow color sky illustration with yaga and her skeleton lanterns catching stars Page from persimmon summer from when I was young anthology Page from maidensong from fractured realms anthology from limit break comics Illustration of Achilles and Patroclus from hades, in a field of flowers
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I had a massage today and the masseuse was surprised (and fascinated) by my I Saw the TV Glow ink at the back of my neck
No reaction at all to the other tatts but that one won her attention
The tattoo I will never see :)