15/08/2025
I write about moonshine for others.
I write about mysticism for myself.
This one is called "Iris".
It's a lo-fi story. An ASMR tale.
This is a photo of Iris.
Here's some of the little Iris stories:
Iris wears the cloth cover of a broken umbrella so Welkin can see her.
Iris isn't a ghost. Iris was never a person. Iris is an energy. Sort of like a ghost- but not. She lives between all the Worlds. Right now she lives in Welkin's apartment. She likes it there. She likes the smell of the tea and coffee, and the sound of the radio on the table- usually jazz or talk radio set so low that is sounds like a distant murmur. She likes how Welkin watches a movie, crochets, and, writes a letter all at once.
She likes Welkin's pets- a cat and a dog. The cat is smart, the dog is not. She likes Welkin's houseplants, how the bathroom looks like a tiny jungle.
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When Welkin has visitors Iris disappears. If she's in the room there's no way to know. Unless she glows or wears her umbrella cloth cover she remains a secret.
Eventually Iris meets a few of Welkin's friends. Cool friends. Understanding friends.
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Iris gets her energy from nibbling on the tiny particles of energy that are everywhere all the time. Iris prefers to partake from the energies of: flowers, sleeping animals, coffee, sometimes trains, bubbles (of all kinds), any extreme weather, sunsets, moonrises, meteor showers, and, "good ground"-as opposed to "bad land"...location matters.
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Sometimes Iris floats around under her umbrella cloth or a tea towel. If she's feeling fancy she'll glide room to room under one of Welkin's pashminas, the golden one sent to Welkin from India by her beautiful friend Nayana.
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Welkin's friend, Honey B., is sprawled out on the day bed in the sitting room. She's got her pillows and blankets. She's wearing purple pajamas. Welkin is wearing pink pajamas.
"To sleep overs!" Honey B. holds up her margarita.
"To sleep overs!" Welkin holds up her strawberry daquiri.
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Welkin has a magic copper tree. It's small. It sits on a table top beside the heater in the sitting room. When she lights the candle beside it the crystals and glass beads on the little tree glint like stars in the darkness. Some of the glass beads are wadjets, protection from the Evil Eye. Welkin's Mother made the tree as a birthday gift for Welkin. The colors of the glittering crystal beads are similar to Iris's umbrella cloth cover. Very nice colors.
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Iris likes Guns and Roses. She likes to dance like Axel Rose- especially when she's wearing Welkin's gold pashmina.