They are the only ones that medicate me, I am the only one who loves them. Two lonely flowers with beautiful stems and green leaves like limes. Two flowers that will be worth thousands some day. One native plant that heals made illegal.  From the streets we can smell them, but my buddy just thinks that’s a skunk.

Their power is secret. They can make you feel great even when depressed. They can be large or small, dense or loose, they cling on tight and never miss the chance to get rid of someones fright. This is how they heal.

Let one feel like he’s a monster and doesn’t heal, they’d all go extinct like the were never meant to be the true nurturing mother nature