The Witch Was Magnificent
The witch was magnificent.
A soothsayer, a prophet, a sorcerer.
We watched her from afar.
She transmogrified into a pumpkin.
We watched in amazement.
Her hat was the only clue as to her location.
Shall we touch it? My cousin asked.
He did and promptly disappeared.
I heard a loud cackle.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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