Monthly Archives: April 2019

The Resolution by Theodora Goss Let him go, let him go, cried the white dove, let him go, let him go, cried the brown. Let him fly to the wide blue sky and circle over the town. Let him wing … Continue reading →

The Waltz by Theodora Goss I am dancing with your shadow in perfect three-four time, while violins are playing a cacophonous, sublime waltz that sounds like caterwauling, and the constellations chime. He has eyes like flecks of silver in a … Continue reading →

What the Queen Said by Theodora Goss One night when the waves were whispering on the rocks of the shore, and the moon was spreading her wings of cloud, I stood at my window and touched an alba rose, then … Continue reading →