Water, Blood & Stone
She’s in her Sabrina Spellman era—
where Salem isn’t a black cat
but rather a mysterious kind of shadow
that follows her along brick alleys
and coniferous explorations.
Sometimes she stops by the town fountain
to toss a piece of brass for good fortune;
it sinks to the bottom like sand in an hourglass
whiski…
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