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in a dark room with

               a bright light shining onto me.
               When, out of the dark, Hannah, Ganwar, and Lual run up to me,

               their eyes swirling in different directions.
               All three of them are laughing creepily in my face.

               I close my eyes again, but when I open them,
               I don’t teleport.

               I am in the same space,

               but when Hannah, Ganwar, and Lual come up to me this time,
               their color changes rapidly

               all over their bodies with their eyes doing the same thing,
               but swirling like a rainbow, changing the color

               with the speed of bullets coming out of a gun.


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               Zaac Lake
               Emerald L.A.

               Ed. Casey Rosenthal

                                                      SLEEP STORY I
               Cows graze around me, swaying softly like swamp grass.

               My father carries dried grass to the feeding trough.

               The cows moo softly as the snow falls.


               The giant black birds of death rain eggs of fire and darkness down.
               Men with knives and hate appear through the snow.


               I am alone, dead trees go on and on, snow falls and falls.

               Cold knives of pain poke through my coat, and buildings reaching to the sun

               block all light out.
               I am with my mother

               We run.



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