Archive for the ‘ Jabberwocky 9 ’ Category


18th October 2011 | Closed

by Wendy Howe

On nights when dampness
tangles her stars
in a net of mist, you have
called me this—

The Woods, Their Hearts, My Blood

18th October 2011 | 1 Comment

by Mari Ness

I ate my daughter’s heart in the place where the woods formed a perfect circle, their great branches shutting out the sky.

Bei Nacht - A Demon Song

18th October 2011 | Closed

by Alexandra Seidel

[Bei Nacht und Nebel schleichen Dämonen
durch die Gassen, recken sich und
suchen Blut]

A Corpse from a Swan

18th October 2011 | 2 Comments

by Erik Amundsen

The Fiddler came loping out of the forest and squared off against the Harper over the body on the shore. The two men moved left and right, picking up their feet and putting them down like vultures, like crabs.