Szépasszony
18th October 2011 | Closedby Wendy Howe
On nights when dampness
tangles her stars
in a net of mist, you have
called me this—
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The Woods, Their Hearts, My Blood
18th October 2011 | 1 Commentby Mari Ness
I ate my daughter’s heart in the place where the woods formed a perfect circle, their great branches shutting out the sky.
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Bei Nacht - A Demon Song
18th October 2011 | Closedby Alexandra Seidel
[Bei Nacht und Nebel schleichen Dämonen
durch die Gassen, recken sich und
suchen Blut]
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A Corpse from a Swan
18th October 2011 | 2 Commentsby Erik Amundsen
The Fiddler came loping out of the forest and squared off against the Harper over the body on the shore. The two men moved left and right, picking up their feet and putting them down like vultures, like crabs.
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