This is SALEM No More!
I looked out of my cave and saw the sun shine and the ordinary life move
She said "come on out, this is not Salem any more"
I cringed and moved back into the darkness...
Don't you know that I still have the stench of burning flesh in my nostrils?
The bruises of your stoning in my bones?
The scratches of the unspeakables on my soul??!
If I come out my friend,
I will make a mess
I will say the wrong things
to the wrong people
at the wrong time
and not because I want to
I will stress you
Annoy you
Disturb you
Trouble you
and not because I want to
I will bleed through the containers you will want to put me in and the ones I will put me in
I will ooze ... past the judgments, the boxes and the names you will want to call me
I will be the discomfort
The challenge
The trouble
The thorn
That you want to run from
Because I am...the Scary old HAG...that you have put in the broken hut at the edge of your towns!!!
I'm the stinking witch of a woman with warts and hunchback that you look upon with fear and disgust!
Oh....but you crawl to me in secret begging for my Medicine and for my Sight
And I'm still here to serve you
not in the beautiful ways of the past
With the salves and poultices to mend your bones and sooth your heart
But to carry the stench of your crimes, the sins of your deeds
I hold that which you don't want to see....to bring to you when you are old enough when the time is ripe and you can make right what you need
I see the hidden threads of your pain
I speak with your dead beloveds
I reach inside of you and pull out the hurt
I bleed the poison out of your veins
I am the HAG at the edge of your town!!
I'm opening my healing work publicly for the first time...as I inch my way out of the cave