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All the flesh in the world will fail us,
said my mother,
who fed twenty deer every day
for twenty years
but couldn’t stop them
from leaving her.
— Rob Cook

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He was strolling in a landscape that was intact only in his mind. He had a map but no town. —Priya Rajan

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by Melissa Goodrich

The Innkeeper

An innkeeper sneezes. In that time, he lives another life as a fox.
—@MagicRealismBot

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[Telemachus, she calls, it’s time.] Her strength / shrivels mine. But I believe I’m a man, / or nearly.
— Jeanne Larsen

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