Can I show you the circles?
I felt the sickness like sugar burrowing into my teeth. I saw it in their hands and in their feet. Legs like trunks, rotting eyes, and...
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This is me
A woman
A witch
A raven
A drop of water in the ocean.
A rose
A nymph
A sparkle stretching my way into this space.
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An abstract mixture of flesh, consciousness, heart, and soul.
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Breath is my root.
Wind is the whisper that calls to me.
Mother Earth is my home
It's in her soil that I evolve.
It's in the waves of intuition that I foresee all the knots and tangles twisted into my future.
Like a snake I coil and shed every skin of death.
Through every season,
unfinished and alive,
here I am.
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Here I am
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Flickering.
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