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Mirror, Mirror by Theodora Goss Each morning, standing barefoot on cold tiles, I ask you, not who is the fairest in the land — I’m neither that vain nor ambitious. But am I as fair as I was yesterday, or … Continue reading →

Lesson Learned from a Sidewalk by Theodora Goss If you’re not broken, flowers can’t grow out of you. (The image is The Sensitive Plant by Charles Robinson.)

Girl, Wolf, Woods by Theodora Goss There are days on which I am the girl in the woods in my red cap, jaunty, with my basket, plentiful, wearing my innocence like a placard. There are days on which I am … Continue reading →

The Clever Serving-Maid by Theodora Goss Here are the things your mother did not give you: a chest filled with linens for your marriage bed, a casket of jewels to wear on your wedding day, a handkerchief spotted with her … Continue reading →

The Gray Lands by Theodora Goss There are days when my heart is sick and my head is aching, days when I just can’t go on anymore, when rain comes down and soaks the autumn garden, and wind blows in … Continue reading →

That Sort of Day by Theodora Goss Today is the sort of day when everything breaks: already, the dawn has broken, and the telephone, and words don’t mean what they used to anymore, and my heart is breaking, and waves … Continue reading →

Someday, Lilacs Will Bloom on Your Grave by Theodora Goss If you have never been beautiful, you will become beautiful. Have you ever seen the long, lean elegance of bone? All that is unclean about you, the degenerate flesh that … Continue reading →