Isabelle Melançon (aka Secondlina) posted this amazing image she created on her blog recently; I would love to read about this character. Such a great idea: One of my favorite fairy tale figures is Baba Yaga, an old witch who lives in an enchanted forest, rides a mortar instead of a broom, lives in a … Continue reading
“a Witch is born out of the true hungers of her time (…) I am a child of the poisonous wind that copulated with the River on an oil-slick, garbage infested midnight. I turn about on my own parentage. I inoculate against those very biles that brought me to light. I am a serum born … Continue reading
A Visit by Marie Ponsot Come for duty’s sake (as girls do) we watch The sly very old woman wile away from her pious And stagger-blind friend, their daily split of gin. She pours big drinks. We think of what Has crumpled, folded, slumped her flesh in And muddied her once tumbling blood that, young, … Continue reading
Big Sur is one of the most mythic landscapes I’ve ever seen. Sprawling redwood forests hover on the edges of the coastline, breaking at cliff edges some 200 feet above sea level. It represents a preserved part of California, that has remained predominantly intact over hundreds of years because of its impenetrable landscape. Big Sur … Continue reading
