by Marcie Lynn Tentchoff
the bloated worm chews
on flesh as green as new leaves
dryads taste like spring
Marcie Lynn Tentchoff is an Aurora Award winning poet/writer from the west coast of Canada, where she lives in the middle of a rainforest with her family and various animals, both invited and not. Between the raccoons in the roof, the deer in the garden, the chocolate-stealing skunks, and the occasional visiting cougar, she's written poems and stories that have appeared in such magazines as On Spec, Weird Tales, Dreams and Nightmares, and Illumen, as well as in anthologies and online publications.
When asked to name her favourite kind of weather, she replied, "It's hard to decide on my favorite kind of weather. I like a mix. I love the mysterious, spooky silence of foggy days, and few things are as pleasant as stretching out on the grass with a good book in the warm (but not hot) sun. Still... There's something truly wonderful about about rainstorms, especially if you're safe inside, hearing the wind howl, and the rain pound down on the roof, with a warm fire going, and hot mulled cider sending tendrils of spice scented steam curling through the room."
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