As is common, I had a witch phase when I was a teen. Or perhaps even a pre-teen! I had an alter. I cast circles. Earnestly called the corners. Bound people from doing harm. I watched my bootleg recording of the Craft so much I could deliver each line from memory. Being a witch was a thrilling secret, which came undone the second my sister gifted me a book of spells for my birthday. Suddenly, I felt like a fool. I cannot really explain why, […]