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Catherynne M. Valente’s imagination turns the notion of Black into a vivid tableau. Though only thirteen lines appear, each one carries her trademark mythic flair, giving you a taste of how she weaves color, history, and wonder into a single thread.

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She was not filled up with the sight of him, the way she had seen her sisters fill up, like silk balloons,…

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Husbands lie, Masha. I should know; I've eaten my share. That's lesson one. Lesson number two: among the topics about which a…

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I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried. For a year I have called every black tree Marya…

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I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war…

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Oh, but Masha, can’t you see? You are. An Ivan has come. That is like saying, Midnight has struck. It is time…

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Slowly, without taking his eyes from hers, the man in the black coat knelt before her. ”I have come for the girl…

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When I say forever,' Koschei whispered, 'I mean until the black death of the world. An Ivan means just the present moment,…

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But the thought arrived inside her like a train: Marya Morevna, all in black, here and now, was a point at which…

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..what came before has dissolved from me, lost like milk teeth. But I think, rather, that it has always been as it…

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This is what it means to be a woman in this world. Every step is a bargain with pain. Make your black…

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The goblins of the city may hold committees to divide a single potato, but the strong and the cruel still sit on…

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Marriage is a wrestling match where you hold on tight while your mate changes into a hundred different things. The trick is…

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You will always go into that tent. You will see her scar and wonder where she got it. You will always be…

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