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The Snowdrops by Theodora Goss I’m bringing you a message: That the snowdrops are worth listening to, and if you listen carefully, you can hear them, but you must get down on your knees, head low to the ground, as … Continue reading →

An Education by Theodora Goss I was sent to school with witches, and I learned the spells they speak in a sharp gray mouse’s squeak while making nine black stitches. For their spells require small things: the voice of the … Continue reading →

The Red Lilies by Theodora Goss This morning, the lilies are on fire, metaphorically. I don’t know where such passion comes from, unless maybe they’re in love with the light falling on them through the window: a cold winter light, … Continue reading →

Valentine’s Day by Theodora Goss This is the coldest day of the year so far — the kind of cold that hurts you to the bone, that says to impatient bulbs, stay underground: the world is dead, there’s nothing for … Continue reading →

Chrysanthemums by Theodora Goss These are the ragged flowers present at every gravesite. Imagine a cloud of petals like a ruffled cockatoo, like a slice of wedding cake with the narrow end eaten, a pile of lace with leaves as … Continue reading →

Water Lilies, 1907 by Theodora Goss When he painted them, was he tired? Did he have to brush away a hovering dragonfly? You can tell he loved the water, because the painting is not of lilies but of water in … Continue reading →

The Apple Orchard by Theodora Goss I have lived every day in this world not knowing who I was, distinct from any other person or where I was going, except maybe to the grocery store. Not knowing whether I had … Continue reading →