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.
An abstract mixture of flesh, consciousness, heart, and soul.
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.
Here I am
Flickering.
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