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So, the Wildlings (those wayward rebel-rogue princesses) thought they’d thought of everything – with tricks and traps and surly dragons to guard against nosey princes and bully kings – until the Supervillain Infiltration of 2022. Those crafty maleficent heels bribed the dragons with shiny things and sang … Continue reading
(another poem gone rogue) It’s not my fault,really. This poem has chosen her own name. Also her own war-drobe, which somewhat explains the periwinkle pointed hat and purple pumps with stripey socks (what is she, a witch?) Hey, at least it’s not her birthday suit, like last … Continue reading
we are the smallish ones, of tiny scales and silver tails sealedin scarlet slip of sky. we drink from butter-cups and saucer moonto soothe our embered tongues. we sing in hum -mingbird thrum. we wee beasties swallow fallen stars to stoke our shine. and we find … Continue reading
They’re vast in their spangled skin, gargantuan , stupendous. Tremendous, reallyhow they fly,become the sky as they blot the sun. We’ve got a huge crush on the blue one; if you’re patient at sunrise, she sings. The green giant’s got a secret stash of tinytreasured things. The puce one’s … Continue reading
fantasy’s not really his thing, but he gets fired up by the true crime. all evidence suggests he’s been here before, as some pageshave gone slightly charred, and others are just missing (sometimes he gets hungry be-fore the thing is solved.) he’s resolved himself to … Continue reading
they’re all scales and tails and violence, until the rum hits just right, and the night turns starry-eyed and quiet. it starts with the hum of the toothless one and then the green-striped gronk joins in. it’s a victory song, for they’ve fought hard and long and … Continue reading
play magnetic poetry here.
Play magnetic poetry here.
. this poem is a rare bird, plumage primped and pulled to sun. she’s one of those tropical flowers with a thousand smaller blooms at center. she’s a spangled dragon – all sequined fire and iridescent skin. there’s some warpaint … Continue reading