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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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A Little More Broken

by Linda Scotto I watched Bill Leede shape his mouth like a fish and blow smoke circles into the air.  I put my finger through one and pretended to spin it around.  We were on a 10 minute break from the glass blowing factory, standing outside where we could catch…

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