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Photo by Shaka Jamal Redmond
when i line up
with the old women healer ladies
the sages hags grammies
sorceresses witches great
granny medicine women
when i line
up with the old women
with stars falling from my hair
my robe shall be shot with
moonbeams my heart will become
water mothering holding knowing
when i line up with the old women
by the river washing souls
singing life like a hymn i will
lay down my sword and shield
until that time
stone
sharpens steel
