Legends of Little People

By Nikki Marchand

She danced from the land of Straight Six
He flew from the depths of Round Lake
Carried together on the back of a feather
Into a journey of singers and story tellers

A steel blade could not cut their skin
Sap and fur moulded separation
Two variations of oral language
Created a vision of cultural resemblance

They compared their legends of little people
He said they lived in the belly of the church
She promised they were found in the walls of the creek
They agreed the roots of little people sprouted in caves

The little people ventured from another world
Two or three feet tall
Legs deformed, walking sticks created
Were they lonely, evil, or lost?


Lake publishes fiction, poetry, critical essays, interviews, reviews and visual arts related to the environment.
The magazine is issued twice a year.

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