Omikuji for Catherynne M. Valente Breath held, our hands tremble as we open our scrolls and Destiny casts tomorrow in stone. Kaddish for Ofra Haza The voice of the desert now silent, the faint breath of the wind, stilled. . .the moon, again and tears. Dragon's Lament for Mary A. Turzillo There is no treasure here, no maidens to be saved. And yet, they come and keep coming, these knights, these fools, craving my flame. They will not let me be though I have allowed none to leave alive, though I have paved the path to my cave with the skulls of their dead to tell them: "Keep Out. Keep Out!" Someday, I will hunt them, reduce them all to ash and finally be left alone, in peace.

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