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There were berries and cherries as thick as might be seen
My poem "Cherries in Winter" is now online at Goblin Fruit. It's possibly one of the few nonfantastic pieces I have ever written, maybe. Read the rest—the green children, the kitsune, the cryptozoologist and the explorer, the seal-woman, the choke-damp. It's like an illuminated manuscript every quarter-year.
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Hee. Enjoy!