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  • Writer's pictureDon Rearden

The Medicine Rises

the medicine rises water becomes a ghost from the rocks air becomes fire as a thousand snakes sing in unison spirits slip inside demons drip drop cleansed by fire cleansed by water the medicine rises 

[Poem #8 for National Poetry Month — thanks for reading!!]

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