ritual

ever heard a goddess speak?

with a whiskey thick tongue and raspy smoke voice

put dat boy down dis hole, she says with a wink and a nod

and i do as told, because some evil needs Maman to deal with it

soft wax figure, wrapped in goathead stickers, drenched in oil and herbs, down a deep dark hole in a dead tree, broad daylight, middle of town

when a goddess speaks, you listen well, girl

when a goddess laughs, the world trembles 

and the girl smiles

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