Author Archives: Theodora Goss

The Gold-Spinner by Theodora Goss There was a little man, I told him. I gave the little man my rosary, I gave the little man my ring, my mother’s ring, which she had given me as she lay dying. A … Continue reading →

The Stepsister’s Tale by Theodora Goss It isn’t easy, cutting into your feet. Years later, when I had become a podiatrist, I learned the parts of the feet. Did you know your feet contain a quarter of your bones? Calcaneus, … Continue reading →

The Witch-Girls by Theodora Goss The witch-girls go to school just down the street. I see them pass each morning with their brooms and uniforms: black dresses, peaked black hats. They giggle just like ordinary girls, except that as they … Continue reading →

Why You Might Be a Witch by Theodora Goss Because sometimes you dream of flying the way you used to. Because the traffic light always changes for you. Because when you throw the crusts of your sandwich to sparrows in … Continue reading →