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Ultrasound

  The body is pregnant                     with limbs and dismemberment—they tremble                     and clutch. Their mouths are open and closed again, the green bodies                     like ghosts                     turning over, a foot thrusting outward, another hand reaching                     gripping                     emptiness. It reaches for you and gathers nothing, is not angry—tries                     again.                     This is how you know these are the earliest… Read More Ultrasound

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Gray Wolf

  The myth begins with gray fur and yellow-moon eyes. The teeth. First, there are whispered sightings, dismissed into the neighboring water. * Next, the discovery of cattle bones, picked clean, the bodies having disappeared days before. The farmers are not pleased. What they are doing is unacceptable, they say, unclean. * Then, the massacre:… Read More Gray Wolf

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