About the Crooked Man

Witchcraft, untamed. For the queer, the cunning, and the othered.

There’s an old path, twisted and overgrown, that winds through the bones of forgotten gods and ancestral secrets. It’s not paved with light. It doesn’t promise love and light. It’s crooked, holy, and it’s mine.

I walk this path not as a priest, but as a witch. Not in robes of white, but clothed in shadow and smoke. I practice an occultism that is lived, not performed. Felt in the gut, not sanitized for comfort. Rooted in resistance, survival, and strange beauty.

Who I Am

I’m The Crooked Man — a practitioner of untamed witchcraft, spirit-led ritual, and folk magics born from gnosis, grief, and grit. My work is for those who don’t fit the mold: the queer ones, the rebels, the strange and sacred outcasts who feel the pull of something deeper.

I don’t speak for all witches. I don’t teach obedience. I don’t sell enlightenment.

What I offer instead is raw magic — intimate, shadow-kissed, and powerful.

What I Do

From behind this altar, I craft:

• Personal intuitive readings that don’t pull punches

• Ritual kits born of bone memory and spellcraft

• Digital grimoires for the cunning-hearted

• And guidance for those ready to walk the crooked path

Every spell, every service, every word I share is anchored in lived experience and sacred irreverence. This isn’t whitewashed witchcraft. It’s not meant to be easy. It’s meant to be real.

The Crooked Mile Is Open

If you’ve ever felt too much, too weird, too intense, too broken — then you might be right where you belong.

Step off the straight road. Come sit by the fire.

Walk the crooked mile with me.