stitched carefully togetherfrom odd partsof other womenyou wouldprefer meto beyou recklesslycalled forthroaring thunderflashes of lightningthat wracked throughmy bodyelectric agonyignited a sparkof independent lifeI rose from the tablerebornsomething newsomething otheryou gazed upon meyour creationnot with lovenot with compassionbut with revulsionwith horroryou had longed for theperfect porcelain dollto poseto toy withwe both knewthe momentmy mismatched eyesmet yoursI … Continue reading Frankenstein; Or, The New Prometheus – Christine E. Ray
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The Witching Hour – Robert G. Wertzler
Is there a particular hour for witching? Oh, come now, does any Serious witch do witching Just one hour per day or As may be, night? I think not I think real witching must be A full-time thing A way of being in the world A practice of spirit and faith In the integration of … Continue reading The Witching Hour – Robert G. Wertzler
The Position – Padre
Sally was surprised when she was approached at her final weeks at the culinary academy by a tall, grey countenanced man with a clipped English accent. He inquired if she had as of yet secured a position for after her upcoming graduation. She said she had not and the man handed her a business card, … Continue reading The Position – Padre
Magic for Beginners – Paula Puolakka
"Climb up, climb up," they say, but sometimes it would be better to stop. To be a Master is ok: you don’t need to be a Doctor. A Master can do all kinds of things and become the king of everything. Here’s magic for beginners: things are always simple. It’s the mind of an … Continue reading Magic for Beginners – Paula Puolakka
A Flower’s Worst Nightmare – Pallavi
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave comes to life a flower’s worst nightmare bloomed majestic and hand-picked by the gardener as a semblance of exquisite beauty its heart desired to end up in a vase brighten up an alley, a room, or somewhere be fondly placed maybe even become a reason to mend a fight or … Continue reading A Flower’s Worst Nightmare – Pallavi
Monstress – Donna Matthews
I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him. His voice is raspy and weak as he pulls me in close. “My darling girl. My beautiful, darling girl. Why?” Rebellious tears roll down my cheeks. I want to be strong and stoic but I’m not. The wooden … Continue reading Monstress – Donna Matthews