Granddaughters of Witches



“We are the granddaughters of witches they failed to burn!” Mariketa’s voice broke a little coming through the microphone, proud and righteously indignant. She threw her fist up to rousing shouts of support, echoing against cheap hotel walls.

I was silent, as was my cousin Leanna. We glanced at each other, understanding how dangerous this call to arms was. But all the hundred others heard was an end to our oppression, our grief.

I stood, Leanna following. Quiet came around me with weighty expectancy. My voice was strong and clear. “We are also the granddaughters of women who failed.”


About Ayslyn'sCorner

I am an eclectic Pagan bordering on atheist who has made her way through a number of different spiritual spaces. You might wonder what a person self-identifying as an atheist has to discuss in a religion/spiritual context – and, well, so do I. That’s one of the things I aim to explore on Ayslyn's Corner. Check out Ayslyn's Corner at Check out Invisible Ink Blog at Check out wombs in rebellion at
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3 Responses to Granddaughters of Witches

  1. mari wells says:

    I really like this story. I’m not sure I understand your last line the way you intended it, but I understand it the way my ancestors intended me to understand.

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