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Poetry

Poetry

Dragonslayer

The knight shone brighter / and smiled wider than the / princess who would be his / bride and said, “I have done / It. I climbed the cliffs until / the clouds wove fog from / my breath.

Poetry

Black Beak (a Nonet)

Kongamato has breath like tendrils / of leathery fog.

Poetry

Like a Box of Chocolates

You may pick one, says the goblin chocolatier. / The box is a vibrant garden of sweets neatly arranged. / A sugar rose so real it seems grown, stolen from some witch bramble of candy thorns and gum drop hips. A truffle banded white and blue that smells of fresh cut grass and rain.

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What My Mother Taught Me

Herb lore and craft, the art / of speaking to trees. That the best / paths through a garden never run / straight. To cherish the wild places, / and enter them with a bowed head and an open heart.

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like the gator loves the snake

sunlight on marshgrass, winter-brown and alive / with flocks of nesting birds, flash of white feathers / when the wind blows. i think of the boy and then

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Butterfly-Hummingbird

The clock is ticking. Go / look for the black mariposa-colibrí. / Se nos va el tiempo.

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softening, come morning

I am standing next to / the unsunken earth, / not yet a part of it / though I wonder—

Poetry

Things Might Be Different If We All Lived Underwater

Sometimes, when I speak, it comes out in bubbles—

Poetry

The Secret Ingredient is Always the Same

This is the cure

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things i love about my werewolf girlfriend

She does not shy away from hair, and