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The houses close their doors and dream of her
My poem "Heyiya," written for my best cousin ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
gaudior, has been accepted by Strange Horizons. She's that awesome.
Today and yesterday and the day before, the air has been bright and cool, the sun starting to slant over at the end of summer: not quite a foretaste of autumn. The ghosts are coming up out of the ground.
gaudior, has been accepted by Strange Horizons. She's that awesome.Today and yesterday and the day before, the air has been bright and cool, the sun starting to slant over at the end of summer: not quite a foretaste of autumn. The ghosts are coming up out of the ground.
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The ghosts are coming up out of the ground.
Ghosts? ...or Growth! (ominous fanfare).
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Thank you!
Ghosts? ...or Growth! (ominous fanfare).
It's not so hard to cultivate ghosts as you might believe.
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