Fiction #542

There are two young women, close in age. The way they interact, the familiarity, they seem like sisters, or cousins. Unclear. But if all else about their relation to one another is ambiguous, they are in fact witches … Continue reading Fiction #542


Fiction #496

One day I come across four Brötchen lying at the base of a tree. My initial impulse is to describe the Brötchen as offered rather than scattered, as if they were given with intent, an oblation laid at the feet of a living representation of the Divine. Tree of Life. But I resist … Continue reading Fiction #496