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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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Two ballet shoes on the floor

Sophia at Twelve in the ICU

By E. Laura Golberg She was a sturdy ballerina,    now she’s like the tiny            white mushroom that grows just above the grass,    gills on top, open to every wind.        Unlike me, her grandma, she still has years to live. Should my breathing    falter, that plastic V below my nose,           would…

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