The old woman made mint
Candy for the children
Who'd bolt through her front door,
Silhouettes of the great blue
She sold ten-dollar potions
From a half-lit kitchen.
Furnished with fliers & sinkers.
& lizard tongues.
They'd walk out
Of the woods or drive in from cities,
Clutching lovesick dollar bills
At a side door that opened beside
A chinaberry tree.
Did their eyes
Doubt under Orion as voices
Of the dead spoke? They carried
Photos, locks of hair, nail clippings,
& the first three words of a wish.
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