While it's true that most witches don't like children, the witch Bruzilla absolutely hated them. All children! Babies, kids, teenagers, little boys, little girls, twins, youngest siblings, child ... [+]
my edges are hard
always snagging on the soft, soft world
my scars are triangles too
red where the cancer was cut out of me
it failed to kill me: I killed It
white where a sailboat's anchor
hit my instep
my eyes are triangles—they penetrate
my sex is a triangle—it penetrates
I'm a red triangle
and the triangle blade of my vocation
will be pried from my sinew-fingers
only when I'm cold
and free at last
in the great circle world.