#157 The Curandera told me by Khadija Anderson

Cada remedio tiene su virtud each remedy has its virtue and I think of his mouth burning with copal and sage each remedy has its virtue his hair black and his eyes black burning with copal and sage shattering a porcelain sky his eyes black and his hair black tall pinyon poised to crash through shattering my porcelain … More #157 The Curandera told me by Khadija Anderson