i light
the smudge stick and begin.
the scent of sage
and lavender fills the air,
sweet grass.
slowly i walk
around the house, starting
at the front door,
to each room, down to the basement
and up again.
to the kitchen,
the living room,
up another flight to the bedrooms.
i let the smoke fly
in soft ribbons.
erasing the dark memories.
the lingering negative
vibrations of someone
who once lived here.
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