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THE WITCHES

By: Robin Skelton



When we were cursed
We versed ourselves in tidals.

When we were bound
We found ropes reached the sky.

When we were racked
We hooked our hands on mountains.

When we were burned
We learned that life is flame.

And when they said
That we were dead, we bled

Into the rain that feeds us all,
And called ourselves the future,

Seeking farther, farther,
And we were born

Again,
Again,
Again...