a little woo woo at the end
of our relationship.
she got a minister's license
from the back
of a Cosmopolitan
Magazine.
she became a yoga guru.
she delved
in Reiki,
she bought crystals,
and played
around with a Ouija board
when
questioning
the universe.
she began to channel
the dead for
tips on how to live,
and started wearing black
all day, although
i saw no broom
or boiling kettle of broth.
but who has a bat
for a pet?
before i escaped,
i heard her in the back yard
one night
when the moon was out,
chanting madly
with some new friends
she met on the dark web.
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