Shadow Witch

Flash Fiction

I never sleep when the moon is full. Even if it’s raining and I can’t see her milky face through my window. I toss and turn and my ears ring. Some say it’s because I’m a Cancer, a moon child, connected by an invisible umbilical cord. Others say it’s a woman thing. Either way, I’m up at night with the owls and ghosts, searching for what can be found in t…