Right Justly

When he movd into the house he wanted us to stomp & pray out the evil spirits just in case they’d be there. How cld they when a medicine woman lived on the place & left it to the church when she went to happier grounds? But a truck hauling brush turnd on the road & he jumped up screaming— deer prowler at the antlered beast. We danced out the spirits he carried on the place. How now pow wow he jumps in the sow-yard with the bow- wow cow. We passed the spirits to chickens to peck their legs— Eeeeevil spirits pock-marked as the dartboard. W/ marbles shooting rabbit eyes we stompd wild fires he once built in his head, still haunted him as though evil spirits could open a medicine woman’s door, climb in her unpainted windows, crawl through yellowed wallpaper armoured w/ prayer-chants. We whooped & hawed until he sd nuf. The house barricaded from deer prowlers from under his headband.