We are the Blood
of the witches
you thought were dead.
We carry witchcraft in our bones
whilst the magic still sings
inside our heads.
When the witch hunters
imprisoned our ancestors
when they tried to burn our magic away.
Someone should have
warned them
that magic cannot be tamed.
Because you cannot burn away
what has always
been
aflame.
- Nikita Gill, Wild Embers
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