sparking on air as in somewhere in rural Europe a broomstick rises into the air . . . an old coven it was that met by the stone circle where the land meets the sky . . . or so said grandmother and she was always right . . . troubled they must be or else they would not rise . . . something brewing somewhere . . . but no . . . the broomstick turned and sweeping away . . . . first to the left and then ahead . . . time to run but here comes another . . .
my series post for today published to my Substack at the link if you’d like to see it. Thanks! https://sarahbguestperry.substack.com/p/very-eerie-pre-halloween-art-for-56b

Sphinxes who guard the entrance to the Elizabeth Street Garden in New York City. Image ca. 2025. Photographer not given but under copyright. @elizabethstreetgarden on Instagram. via Instagram.



















