Tag Archives: magic

Girl in the Dark, Twice

1.    A girl in the dark, in a corner, spitting out sunflower seeds, spitting out sunflower seeds into the dark.    Pppfft-pppfft, the sound her mouth makes when spitting, and the barely audible plip when the shells hit the … Continue reading

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Seer

How little they know,of her flights beyond reason–Her world, winged, widens. (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)

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Review Tales

Excerpt from Jeyran Main’s recently published review of The Jackdaw and the Doll on “Review Tales.” “The Jackdaw and the Doll is an ode to the storyteller’s journey, a celebration of the art that arises from the deepest wells of … Continue reading

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Balloon and Jukebox

She would name the balloon Clarice. She always thought she should have been named Clarice. Perhaps in another life. Clarice was yellow. She decided that Clarice should go on a journey. She would open the window and let her out. … Continue reading

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Alchemical Cahoots

There are, the wizard explained, contracts with the invisible world. There are binding contracts. And ones that can be dissolved. How can I tell the difference between one and another? Listen. Listen for what? Listen. For? Listen for listening. Listen … Continue reading

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Choir

“… even in the darkest times we have a right to expect some illumination . . . This may well come less from theories and concepts than from the uncertain, flickering, and often weak light that some men and women, … Continue reading

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Door II

When the trap door fell, he remembered who he was– Peter Pan leapt, soared.

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Hide

I am guilty of having poured too many words on top, too many phrases turned to silver coins massaged into the gaping eternity of palms, I have done my best to imitate the rain, and have failed, but how fucking … Continue reading

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Currency

Language, a living currency and greening force, gospel and amorphic in its leanings toward the freest and most daring aspects of your imagination, well beyond margins, syntax, and staid forms.

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Mermaid

Mermaid in torn jeans, sea glistening on her knees- Your myth is safe with me.

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