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- the urban witch
- 2016-12-12
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- a little girl climbs up the steps to my house
- her head full of words and her hand full of flowers
- hastily arranged into a bouquet
- today is the day
- she knocks on my door
- "can I come inside for a minute?"
- her hair is waving in the wind
- so I say yes and let her in
- there are flowers on her dress
- hand-stitched by her grandmother
- her eyes are dry from the long walk
- water cures almost all
- "why ever did you come to visit me,
- the urban witch from the city?
- this place is asleep
- and not even I can wake it up."
- she looks up through full lashes
- "Christmas is fast approaching
- and I need a present for mommy
- for she has been sick all these years."
- I show her to my shelf
- and let her pick out a box
- gold and trimmed with gaudy ribbons
- her mother will love it
- ***
- CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (c) Vane Vander
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