Ritual | 001

i.

under the floorboards is where i store the hair and iron nails the withered red berries and the little pockets of skin sewn like leather

ii.

open the skull separating the teeth parting the bone

iii.

crossroads dirt rubbed into palms

iv.

i peel away the skein of the forest floor admiring the slick dampness of stone below

v.

[connect] old stones [to] rewire fractured land

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