poem by Zennia Hall


There are nights
Where I could take anything–

Swallow the sea
Level a mountain
As I ride the ridge
Like so many waves in my belly.


Not because I am hollow–

But because I am boundless.


Zennia Hall is a freewheeling, tarot reading, queer witch and Appalachian woman currently living in Florida. A teacher of self love and shadow work, you can find more of her spiritual shenanigans over at www.zenniahall.com.