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I’d take a viral defense tincture when I got home: a pinch of vervain, fresh sage, and a sprinkle of chamomile leaves, a whispered healing incantation.
plant my nose back in the untended garden that was my own business.
Religion had long been twisted and manipulated to suit whoever was in charge at the moment.
Human beings reserved their most potent venom for the ones we love.
