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18th October 2011 | Closed

by Wendy Howe On nights when damp­ness tan­gles her stars in a net of mist, you have called me this—

The Woods, Their Hearts, My Blood

18th October 2011 | 1 Comment

by 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.

Bei Nacht — A Demon Song

18th October 2011 | Closed

by Alexan­dra Sei­del [Bei Nacht und Nebel schle­ichen Dämonen durch die Gassen, reck­en sich und suchen Blut] 

A Corpse from a Swan

18th October 2011 | 2 Comments

by 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.