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written and illustrated by Susan Stanek

 

 

 

  “Xylem and Phloem, a tree’s pulse and rhythm,” she chanted.  The moss girl sparked her way through the system.  “Cerebral reflex buzz like insects.  Jars full of charm chant the night’s contents.”  She reads everyone’s dreams through the flickering code of the fireflies, and stood by with a feather pen and paper.  The little nightlights flickered dimly in the mist.  It was nearly hypnotizing.  We fell asleep on a bed of moss.

  

 

 

 

 

 

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