Drunk on Goblin Fruit

I made my visit to Strange Horizons a bit late this week, but as always found a superb short story and a new poem. This week's poem by J. C. Runolfson is not to be missed, especially for writers. Runolfson's author bio led me to a link I had to share: Goblin Fruit .
The site states they publish "poetry that treats mythic, surreal, fantasy and folkloric themes, or approaches other themes in a fantastical way," and they deliver.
This is a site that begs to be devoured. I spent at least an hour there drinking in the amazing poetry in the current and back issues. As the hapless Laura says in Rossetti's Goblin Market, "I ate and ate my fill/ Yet my mouth waters still"(166-165). I'll be going back again and again, but unlike poor Laura my thirst for the Goblin Fruit won't be denied (at least as long as their website remains).
By the way, if you would like to read the original text, from which I assume the website gained its name, the poem Goblin Market by Christina Rossetti can be found here: Goblin Market .