Emily Ciangiarulo

“Your body is not a first aid kit for broken people and damaged souls and hearts that are too tired to fix themselves.”
― Nikita Gill, Wild Embers

“People talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.”
― Nikita Gill, Wild Embers: Poems of Rebellion, Fire and Beauty

“Persephone, grant me the foresight to know when I must let go my old life to start anew.

Artemis, grant me the strength of your spine when you helped deliver Apollo, your own twin.

Athena, grant me the solidarity in your sinews for which you were born in all of your armour.

Aphrodite, grant me the kind of heart that always follows my passions true.

Andromeda grant me the wish to never fall out of love with the night sky or the glisten of it’s stars.

And Hera, grant me your fury, so I can remind my enemies I am not the weakness they perceive, I am the oncoming storm, I am war.”
― Nikita Gill

“We are the blood
of the witches
you thought were dead.

We carry witchcraft in our bones
whilst magic still sings
inside out heads.

When the witch hunters
imprisoned out ancestors
when they tried to burn the magic away.

Someone should have
warned them
that magic cannot be tamed.

Because you cannot burn away
what has always
been aflame.”
― Nikita Gill