witch

a poem

he asked me are you a witch? and I laughed most merrily

oh no, I said as I gathered some herbs for tea and made fire water

not me, said I as cats my familiars come from all four corners to watch me, befriend me

as snakes and birds flock to my garden telling me stories giving me signs

I am most definitely not a witch though tobacco is my ally mugwort helps me to see

sometimes my dreams come true and I talk to nature sing songs to trees

and my friends are witches and curanderos shapeshifters and magicians

but me? I go by no labels so I am everything and nothing all at once