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Autumn’s Song by Theodora Goss You are not alone. If they could, the oaks would bend down to take your hands, bowing and saying, Lady, come dance with us. The elder bushes would offer their berries to hang from your … Continue reading →

The Sensitive Woman by Theodora Goss There are days on which I am a thunderstorm, and days on which I am an eggshell. Today, I am so fragile that if you breathed on me, I would break apart. The pieces … Continue reading →

The Avalanche by Theodora Goss It occurs to me that you resemble a beautiful avalanche. So far, you have toppled my pine trees, buried my villages, brought down all the telephone wires. You leave a trail of pristine destruction wherever … Continue reading →

The Crazy Ones by Theodora Goss Count me among the crazy ones, although there are days when I look as sensible as a pair of shoes: brown oxfords, scuffed and a little down at the heels. But there are nights … Continue reading →

Restoring Old Paintings by Theodora Goss The passage of time has faded them: it has dimmed the Madonna’s shining face with candle smoke, it has spread a thin layer of grime over the elegant lady’s white gloves, smirched her lace. … Continue reading →

The Falcon by Theodora Goss Once, there was a man who was also a falcon. I do not know if he had been a falcon in a previous life or if at night he transformed into a falcon or if … Continue reading →

The Mysterious Miss Tickle by Theodora Goss Miss Tickle owns a bookshop on the square called Antique Books and Oddments, where she sells old maps, and postcards sent from strange hotels, and photographs of people you don’t know in black … Continue reading →