four snakes slid out of her mouth, remedy shimmering, iridescent. “be the change you want to see,” one spoke.
“change is hard,” sandra combed the sand. a tiny conch shell dwelled beneath. there were also strange creatures that sunk deep like tongues.
her face shined when the moonlight hit it. she cradled a caduceus in her hands. the wings flittered while the serpents twined together.