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Fire Breather

By Olivia L. Casey My scales too heavy now for me to rise.Scales jabbed tightly in my many achesBraided up in agony, I lie. I lift a wing and loose a weakened cryFor I have found a body too weak to wakeThe heavy scales I carry at sunrise. Anxious eyes…

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A Sort of Twilight

by Mark Crimmins So there I am on the Bowery Cafe patio, sitting across from Cynthia Thorn for the third time in my life. We’re sat at a round white plastic table. I first met her at a conference in Sacramento and had her pegged as a deconstructionist. We had…

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