

The Pumpkin GuardThe street buckles Pale milk lamplight rippling with the invasion It no longer holds its breath; She no longer holds hers Her scream beats the walls Eyes turn on in their silent faces but she laughs uncaring Clouds of intoxication pollute Crisp night airThe Pumpkin Guard
A lamp post moves Tall clowns stilt-legs splitting &


The Ballad of Red Riding HoodThe Ballad of Red Riding HoodThe Ballad of Red Riding Hood
Deep inside the forest, Along the Appalachian Ridge, High above Rob Shuman's farm; And past the Parker's Bridge; They say you'll find a cabin Where a hermit woman lives.
They say that once upon a time, Not so long ago, She lived alone with just her Ma, In a house in Nell's Hollow; And wore a fancy riding hood, As soft and white as snow.
She was a small and lively girl And a very pretty child With a little dimple in her cheek That showed each time she smiled She even had her dead Pa's eyes &nb


Modern MagicThe witch Baba Yaga once baked herself bread out of spiders and liars and red razorwire that was garnished with flowers from the vaults of the dead, and sweetened with lye from a childs funeral pyre. It was light as the crisp, cracking bones on the fields and as sharp to the taste as the ash-scattered shardsModern Magic
that were all that remains of the swords and the shields of the warrior king and his bold bodyguards.
In a chicken leg hovel at the edge of a wood the witch Baba Yaga licks the dregs from the spoons that she used to stir soup, spiced and thickened with blood t
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