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you get to cry
you lose your powers
you even lose your cat
your familiar

you get to cry lustrous tears
(you do get Jimmy Stewart)

who wouldn't want
to hang out with elegant
madcap Elsa Lanchester

(she would have been
your future)

and wacky bongo-
drumming Jack Lemmon
in witchcraft-teeming
New York City

but no, it's 1958
(you get to be a wife)



Gwynne Garfinkle lives in Los Angeles. Her work has appeared in such publications as Uncanny, Lackington’s, The Cascadia Subduction Zone, and Not One of Us. Her collection of short fiction and poetry, People Change, is forthcoming in October from Aqueduct Press.
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