“There was a time when Mo talked to his wife about the places he had been to — Resolute, Qaqaitsut, Sakha, Laptev Sea — names like magic spells. With the years, the geography of his past began to run together, the borders crumbling in his head. It was all just the North to him after a while. The North, and him a young man in it.”
Dress Like Water
Matilda’s New Digs: An October Ghost Story
The Fox Head Barks Facing Seaward
The Girl Who Went for a Ride: a tale of horror (maybe)
A half-hearted Apocalypse of sorts
Bug, tooth, moon
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10 thoughts on “Strange Stories”
your stories are lovely.
i read every single one of them :]
Thank you. 🙂
I loved the BLunt Mirror. Look forward to reading the others. You’re fantastic.
The detail about the general not noticing details that weren’t of tactical importance blew me away — as did the way the mirror at the opening with the hare — reflects into the story’s opening at the end.
Moved me to tears.
Some lines by GOdard, I think or maybe he’s quoting: We disappear into the world like shadows in a mirror, while centuries gather at the horizon like strange storms.
Rilke’s sonnets to Orpheus too
But the story’s completely your own in your singular voice. You inspired me. Thank you.
You’ve got me thinking of all the mirrors I’ve ever experienced in my literary life —
Absolutely loved these…. Wow!
Hi Natalia – I’ve enjoyed your writing and have been trying to find your email online to write to you about contributing to Feminista Journal. If you’re interested (see http://www.feministajournal.com) I’d love to hear from you.