Hoodoo Woman (a poem)

I’m a hoodoo woman, I got hoodoo bones, I’m a hoodoo woman, Let me sing my song, This mojo different! I’m black and I’m gifted, My DNA remembers, All protected- I can help you too! Don’t let my bad side be the death of you. I’m a hoodoo woman, conjuring all the way. When itContinue reading “Hoodoo Woman (a poem)”

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