Originally published in Planet Magazine No. 41 (March 2004).
Radiant planets
where natives uses black fire
for coolish darkness
Are you asking me
where I hide my tentacles?
she whispered, smiling.
Alien children
playing with human bodies
until the bell calls.
Footprints in concrete
from nowhere to anywhere
three toes with sharp claws.
Poem © 2004 by Cassie
Artwork © 2004 by Ehrad
