“The government drank. Members of parliament air-lifted cisterns of rose water onto the roofs of official buildings – all to bathe their harems in. Instead of turning golden, the leaves turned brown. Armies fell asleep in wheat fields and never rose up again.”

Slipstream fiction:
The Girl Who Went for a Ride: a tale of horror (maybe)

Thing, a short biography

The American House

A half-hearted Apocalypse of sorts

Flash fiction:
Bug, tooth, moon

The demon and the burnt king

Fairy stories:
The Inheritance

The Grandmother

The Goat In Love

Blood on the Snow

The Blunt Mirror

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No guilt-trip, just good times

Banner image by Ukrainian artist and concert organizer Sasha Andrusyk.

7 thoughts on “Strange Stories

  1. 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.

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