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A yam watches over its offspring, which don’t resemble yams at all, but rather bean sprouts. Three pears beam at the newest family member, which isn’t a smaller version of themselves—it’s not pear—but rather something like an egg, or stone. Yams sprout shoots—

or are those antlers? Pears cluck like hens. And a pile of pebbles mimics the human form.  

You’ve just entered the world of the Hybrids. 

By Amy M. Azzam, 2006