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On Beauty by Theodora Goss I was trying to describe to you my idea of beauty: how it consists of complexity within simplicity, multiplicity within unity, variety in harmony with itself, like the serrated edges of a maple leaf, the … Continue reading →

Two Cities by Theodora Goss Here, beneath the snows of February, I think of you, so very far away, in a city made of poetry and time, painted like sunflowers and zinnias, yellow and orange and deep rose, where sunlight … Continue reading →

A Realization by Theodora Goss One day I noticed that I was standing on nothing at all, not a floor of wide pine boards fixed down with iron nails, not a forest floor with last year’s litter of oak leaves, … Continue reading →

The Mere King by Theodora Goss The mere king lives in the murk and mud, and I would rescue him if I could, but another witch cursed him long ago, and how to break it, I just don’t know. I … Continue reading →

A Wish by Theodora Goss And you, my dear, my darling, what would I wish for you? That all the stars were starlings, and all the stories true. That all the beasts that wander beneath the darkling trees would bow … Continue reading →

Another Conversation by Theodora Goss Over time, he said, as you get used to me, I will become less interesting. And he smiled, as though he had said something important, provided some insight into the operations of the world, when … Continue reading →

The Artist’s Wife by Theodora Goss She made the appointments, writing them in a black ledger: Mrs. Sutton-Jones, Countess Baransky, the Honorable Maude Rudge. She was the only one he trusted to clean the studio. He would not accept a … Continue reading →