An Epic Poem

Stories are in our DNA- flowing, lyrical, unraveling themselves like a scroll or a flower. Arcana is a novel in verse. Some may call it an epic poem- this word is both wrong and right. The form of epic poetry was born before the advent of the novel- in its time, it was the only long-form story that existed. When Morgan began writing, they craved an epic poem that spoke of things that felt closer to my heart than war heroes and sailing. They wanted an epic that was still magic, but the kind of magic that was flawed, was angry, that made your heart pound. 


This is where Arcana was born. Instead of the “journey” of a hero moving from place to place (while stealing, killing, and colonizing) this story follows the journey of the Major Arcana of the tarot, all circling the same town. It weaves through themes of governmental power, the politicization of bodies, and growing up queer in a small town. Throughout all of it, however, it leaves space for joy and magic, so often left out of the stories of historically marginalized groups.


Arcana follows the witches in the woods, girls growing up under the iron-fisted rule of small-town social order, a boy running away from one home and toward the next. It winds through a century in the same town, each chapter lyrically calling to the stories that come before, to its forebears, and simultaneously pushing back. Contained in these pages, in the heroic verse, are the stories Morgan wished for growing up. Stories of girls with terrifying powers, of kids with burdens too heavy to bear, of the things in the woods that call you home and the unknown that feels more familiar than your own home and the stories that have made you who you are. Each chapter is a different story, but as they progress and weave together, they form a complex tapestry of life in a small town.