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Great-grandma Scott

A tricolor woman, Lost to time, Covers her tracks, When being dark is a crime. The records show She and her kin Had white, then mixed,  Then very brown skin. Who was this woman? From where did she come? On that, my friend, The word is mum. Malinda Scott was her name, But relationships are… Continue reading Great-grandma Scott

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An orb of tidal power, The silvery sphere glows bright. The rare white blossoms flower and graceful birds take flight. Now, in the midnight hour, 'Neath the harvest moon's soft light, We, witches three, Gather by the sea To borrow from its might. When in comes the tide, And the waves rise high, We focus… Continue reading Gaia Provides