sadeebee
Sadee Bee
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sadeebee · 4 months ago
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Suburban Witchcraft Magazine Issue 6 is live!
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Enjoy this enchanting tome of art, poetry, fiction, photography and writing at :
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sadeebee · 5 months ago
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sadeebee · 1 year ago
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I make art! And Surprise I sell it too!
Buying helps me to continue to create cool shit. It also helps find my divorce from my toxic, narcissistic ex.
Check out my work!
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sadeebee · 1 year ago
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A gouache Anemone
I love flowers.
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sadeebee · 1 year ago
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Finishing touches on this gouache Lily of the Valley piece.
I love this flower and I’m really starting to love this medium.
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sadeebee · 1 year ago
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I make art! And Surprise I sell it too!
Buying helps me to continue to create cool shit. It also helps find my divorce from my toxic, narcissistic ex.
Check out my work!
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sadeebee · 1 year ago
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Sulfur
Sadee Bee
Betrayal / a heavy word / sits on the tongue / like lead /
Just as poisonous / to the body / the soul / yet / so much
harder to swallow / I cannot say / betrayed is how / I feel /
It must / run deeper than that / like a tree / planted in my
core / its roots growing / thickly / through my body / tangling
its branches / into my every / nerve / immobilized / by the
rigid truth / no / this is not betrayal / this is /
Violence /
From the purest / malevolent source / this seed
you planted / sprouted from love / decaying into / rottenness /
Begged to fester / pushed to ruin / by speaking / sweet
nothings / laced with salt / with sulfur / until I am nothing /
Petrified / morphed to stone / among the forest / you left
behind //
-SBee
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sadeebee · 1 year ago
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I Begged
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What a weight it was–to suddenly become the world–in the palms
of another’s hands. Gripped so tightly–beauty that cracked beneath
the pressure. My seas could not swell in the orbit of your embrace.
Under the pierced gaze of ocean-like eyes. Was a world supposed
to be so small? Possessed by one–who imposed selfish intentions.
Resources tapped for reason of love and need–yet never replenished.
You held me–for the world to see–but secretly for your benefit.
For I was yours–and well–I never owned anything. You forgot what I
asked–over and over again. Or perhaps chose not to listen.
A world is what I always was–wonderfully intricate–complicated-unique.
Until you–ripped me from the sky and made me yours in all the ways–
you needed. Then wondered why–I could no longer sustain my life.
You said your world was ending–because I asked to be let go.
Unable to remember–that I begged to never be held so tight.
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sadeebee · 1 year ago
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“Disappearing Beauty
Ghosts Came
Within Reach
You Say I’m Crazy
For Love of Enchantment
Over Possession”
Enchantment - Oil on Oval Canvas - Sadee Bee - 10.4.23
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sadeebee · 1 year ago
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Poison Be The Fruit - #digitalillustration - 6.29.23
Art by Sadee Bee
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sadeebee · 1 year ago
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"Interstellar 2" by Sadee Bee on INPRNT
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sadeebee · 2 years ago
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"Wishes, Three" by Sadee Bee on INPRNT
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sadeebee · 2 years ago
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"Emerge" by Sadee Bee on INPRNT
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sadeebee · 2 years ago
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"I'll Only Hurt You If You Let Me" by Sadee Bee on INPRNT
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sadeebee · 2 years ago
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Can you see me bloom?
-SBee
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sadeebee · 2 years ago
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FREE ME!!!!!!! Idk from what...I just want to be free from literally everything
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sadeebee · 2 years ago
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If You Let Me
Sadee Bee
My hurt bites like a viper. Venom seeping deep, burning a path to the heart
of all things.
This hurt is Henbane and Oleander steeped in the richest nectar.
It must go down easy. If you could taste the bitter sting, the prickling
on your tongue. You would beg me to stop.
Yet, I have only just begun.
Feel the gnashing of teeth, coated in Stinging Nettle, rip
into that wanting flesh.
I will only hurt you if you let me.
Let me hurt you. Only hurt you. If you let me.
You should not let me.
Oh, my dear, my hurt shall devour you.
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