Author Archives: Theodora Goss

Ravens by Theodora Goss Some men are actually ravens. Oh, they look like men. Some of them in suits, some of them in shirts embroidered with the names of baseball teams, some in uniforms, fighting in wars we only see … Continue reading →

I Knew a Woman by Theodora Goss I knew a woman kind as any star. She wrapped the night wind warm about her neck. She sang like crickets chirping in a jar. She called the violet twilight her true home … Continue reading →

What Her Mother Said by Theodora Goss Go, my child, through the forest to your grandmother’s house, in a glade where poppies with red mouths grow. In this basket is an egg laid three days ago, the three days our … Continue reading →

The Bear’s Daughter by Theodora Goss She dreams of the south. Wandering through the silent castle, where snow has covered the parapets and the windows are covered with frost, like panes of isinglass, she dreams of pomegranates and olive trees. … Continue reading →

How to Make It Snow by Theodora Goss First you must fall down the well. At the bottom of the well is the country at the bottom of the well. That is its name, the only one it has. You … Continue reading →

Lady Winter by Theodora Goss My soul said, let us visit Lady Winter. Why? I responded. Look, the leaves still lie yellow and red and orange in the gutters. The geese float on the river. On the sidewalks, puddles continue … Continue reading →

Snow White Learns Witchcraft by Theodora Goss One day she looked into her mother’s mirror. The face looking back was unavoidably old, with wrinkles around the eyes and mouth. I’ve smiled a lot, she thought. Laughed less, and cried a … Continue reading →