One-Eyed Midwife

Issue #107
Winter 2008-09
                                i. Old gold stars & a basket full of spinning eggs. I have been lit by handless fire: I surrender.                                 ii. A sliver cricket chirps Luna! Luna! quickening yellow eyelids of awe.                                 iii. Whose milky nipple nurses...

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