Is this the Season of the Witch?
Once you peek through the door or window, and see something that tantalizes your spirit, the expected reaction is to push open that access point a little more…to see more…hear more….
The train ride wasn’t fun, like Mama promised.
I follow it down to the water’s edge
Picking my way across the rocks and
Debris that collected
In the wild flowers that grow there
Die one day, live on the next/die the next day
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