Storm clouds jostle on the horizon, ballooning and glowering, they threaten to burst. They have banished the full moon to the depths of a lake and inflated a weather balloon, set it free to rise high above the billowing mass – it’ll be raining soon. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response […]
Day: March 27, 2017
To the Rescue
She meanders with a heavy heart down the passage of lutalica, a world apart that makes her feel less mediocre. An assail-ant, greedy insect, skins a razor, holds it against her helpless cheek, where the indent will linger for a week. Instantly, rescue emerges from the shadows, wielding trusty bow and arrows, the Robin Hood […]
Picking Lice from a Troll
When I was born, or so I’ve been told, I was almost handed over to a goblin by the name of Rumpelstiltskin in exchange for a spot of spinning. What my mother didn’t tell me, when we had the ‘woman to woman’ talk, was that her trickery meant I would marry a troll. I blame […]
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