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A frog staring ahead though blades of grass

one frog one scorpion

By Keith Burton i was stretching my legs on the littoralgiving names to the shapes of the cloudsthat swam across the lake’s reflectionwhen trouble came crawling on eight legs. help me across he asked with a period. i knew better; i had an owl’s acuity.no can do, i know you…

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Fire blazing in the fireplace

Controlled Burn

by Cynthia Good Then it sparked into flame, Christmas            in the fire pit, a burst three times                        the size when it stood in the den festooned in bows, the Fraser Fir—            a shooting spiral of tangerine light.                        What should we burn next? you ask. Let’s burn…

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Star shaped maple leaves covering the ground

New Year’s Day

by Cynthia Good So long cell tower dish sneaking inthe bedroom window, so longto saying thank you to taxi doorsheld open to slide across sticky seats.So long to dragging our bodies into roomswhere we don’t want to go, into argumentsthat aren’t our own. So long to tryingnot to wake the…

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