ephemera vol. 3

oh you’re a witch? name how many cockroaches you’ve eaten

May 06, 2026

i had a weird experience of retrocausal synchronicity reading the passion according to g.h for the first time.

i am admittedly late to the clarice lispector party but i feel like i made a new friend via time travel.

her work gets called “witchy” a lot, she is discussed as having been a witch, her writing described as “a ritual”, and reading her work as a “mystical experience”, etc.

none of these go far enough. the passion according to g.h isn’t about a woman having a mystical experience. it is about a woman becoming a witch. becoming something the social order cannot contain. it is about a woman who has an encounter with the other, and though this experience becomes demoniac, dies, becomes something more than human, and then performs the ultimate act of bodily transgression. that is what it means to be a witch. make no mistake about this.

those who approach this purely through theory, theology, archetypes or “witchy vibes” type aesthetics don’t understand this and will always retreat to the safety of theoretical language because they don't have a body that truly knows what it means to be other.