I am green to my eyes and green to my heart
My poem "Your Starving Days" has been accepted by Not One of Us. I wrote it in the half-hour allotted by the Infernal Salon for Strange Horizons, prompted by the card from Negocios Infernales that reads A seed spends most of its life asleep and the succeeding thought of
asakiyume's tooth corn. The title comes from George Mackay Brown's "John Barleycorn." I happen to like cornfields, but I don't seem to write about them without at least a little year-king as a treat.
spatch and I are watching B-movies at random on the internet. With Monster on the Campus (1958) and The She-Creature (1956), we seem to have hit the evolutionary regression double feature jackpot.

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Thank you again for the tooth corn!
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