The Dolorous Hour by Jude Cowan Montague

I woke up once. It was still night, I knew.
I was running lying down. Such a night head. Continue reading The Dolorous Hour by Jude Cowan Montague

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Hagstone by Susan Castillo Street

Flat grey stone, holed through its core.
Some call it adderstone, say it comes
from stings of snakes. Others call it
witch stone, good to ward off nightmares,
keep the dark at bay. Continue reading Hagstone by Susan Castillo Street

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