Only Witches

Fall trees seen by railare shrubs gone wild,the shades of FrenchLieutenant’s Woman.Compassion nowunfashionable.The disability scholar tellsme “Vulnerability ispower,” the medically fragilepossess rooms through pure being.Flash on mother’s infusions,girls ailing in Pediatrics.On the other sideof the river, a passingtrain, discolored carsperfect as a readymade.II.We marched this month:No Kings, Only Witches. Nowthat’s a sign.Women go through somuch and still decideto be kind. We are mysteryanimals that will not scare.We incant hurts and abuses.Burn. Sages recovering,pressing inedible grapes . . .

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