Dahut’s Curse by Jennifer Lawrence

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Dahut's Curse by Jennifer Lawrence

I speak to you with the voice of the waves, From the drowned city with no name That is at once all drowned cities: Lyonesse and Ys and Atlantis, Sunk far below frothing whitecaps and creamy foam. I wonder at the stories of my home, the ones that didn’t get it quite right, Seeing as

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Basic Biology by Caren Gussoff

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Basic Biology by Caren Gussoff

Scientists say the human heart beats 42,075,904 times in a year. They also say the gastric muscles secrete two gallons of juice in a week, and hair grows at a consistent average rate of 0.017336 inches per day. Since Rapunzel married the Prince, her blood has circulated 420,759,040 times and she could have flooded a

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A Wolf’s Lament by M. Lynn Johnson

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A Wolf's Lament by M. Lynn Johnson

Sometimes it’s good to be the wolf. No one tells you what to do; you eat what you want, sleep when you want. Sure, there’s fleas, and sometimes your dinner makes you run to catch it, because if you don’t catch it there’s hunger, and besides man, hunger’s your worst enemy, but for the most

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All Underneath the Eildon Tree by Joshua Gage

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All Underneath the Eildon Tree by Joshua Gage

I am cast in jagged leaf and thorn. Blessed is the heavy breeze of autumn. The commas have pulled themselves free from their cocoons and my empty fingers. I am the bridge between these lands Lonely, lonely in the bitter night. Orange foliage and naked limb, the world strips itself for sleep. It has been

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The Courtship of Caoilte and Yvaine by Jessica P. Wick

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The Courtship of Caoilte and Yvaine by Jessica P. Wick

This story began with Yvaine of the white hands and her heart’s desire, which was to have her lover return to her from the west. When he had been gone for many years, and it seemed likely he would be gone for many more, she went to the court of her cousin, and soon after

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Anthology by Sonya Taaffe

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Anthology by Sonya Taaffe

Here are the apples of the west, and here the ship of vines, the city-wrack, the path the lyre strung back from the losing dark; here, unburnt, Alexandria’s scrolls, and in the agora two tragic actors are quoting to one another the tenth Muse: but I say it’s just this, whatever someone loves– A satyr’s

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Faithful by Brittany Warren

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Faithful by Brittany Warren

The stone man stands in the center of a broad fountain, caught with hands upraised, lips bowed in the semblance of speech. He stares at me with blind stone eyes; wherever I go in the garden, they catch and follow me. It seems at any moment he should spring to life, catch my shoulders with

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Envy by Grace Andreacchi

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Envy by Grace Andreacchi

There was once a princess who, while still very young, was betrothed to a king much older than herself. The king’s first wife had proved barren and at last, after a long illness, she had died. The king sought a new bride, in the hope that she would give him an heir. The young queen

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Cry Wolf by A. J. Odasso

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Cry Wolf by A. J. Odasso

after Bisclavret, by Marie de France What that uppity Norman bitch will never tell you is that he stank to high heaven just home from the hunt, left muddy footprints on the painted tiles in my parlor, and drank till the cider was gone. What was I to do but trap him, see to it

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Remembering Fur by Mari Ness

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Remembering Fur by Mari Ness

She dreamed herself back in the garden again, crying over the dead beast. It was all as she remembered it: the buzzing flies, the stink, the matted fur, the dying roses. Only this time, her tears washed the blood from his oh so soft fur, her kiss raised him from the dead, and her hands

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Shahrazad by Mike Alexander

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Shahrazad by Mike Alexander

Your head set on an ancestral server lets the fables bleed from your lips to stain silk coverlets — I’d swear to surrender my kingship if I could to feed again on your fabulous tales, your fantasies as ornate as your strategies were plain. I wanted to live as in your stories, not droplet by

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Silver Hands by Elizabeth Hopkinson

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Silver Hands by Elizabeth Hopkinson

I think of her at all times. Each day when the sunlight teases me awake in yet another inn, in yet another land, her image comes back to me, just as I first saw her in my garden by moonlight. Her hair. The softness of her skin. The deep pools of her eyes, like tranquil

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Before St. George Came by Daniel A. Rabuzzi

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Before St. George Came by Daniel A. Rabuzzi

“The Suevi and other uncouth tribes beyond the Rhine report that mother-dragons have been seen carrying their drakelets by the nape, just like a cat does with her kittens; I have myself seen, at Aachen, two of the smaller kind of dragon groom one another in precisely the manner of cats.” —Sulpicius Alexander, Historia, vol.

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