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The Little Siren

by Nicelle Davis

The Sea Witch gave me the face of a swordfish
to impale my sisters with. She says, if I drink
them I will grow feet and loose my wings—
then boys will like me. But to do this I must
care nothing for sisters. I remain silent with
hopes that they will forget me—and allow me
to forget them—before the sirens’ slaughter.

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