Torsade Literary Space 
Are You Haunted (part two)
Are You Haunted (part two) He heard crickets, and the repeated call of a whippoorwill. And they would not have started up, he knew this much of nature, unless the storm were retreating. He heard Rohdl. “You know nothing about me. For a very long time, […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred forty)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Nine City Ways (part two hundred forty) The Chicagoans were at Indianapolis, waiting; they had left Cookesville on the afternoon of finishing their work. Élucide had said goodbye to her father, half wishing he would say, […]
Are You Haunted (part one)
Are You Haunted (part one) O happy living things! no tongue Their beauty might declare: A spring of love gushed from my heart And I blessed them unaware: Sure my kind Saint took pity on me, And I blessed them unaware. Samuel Taylor Coleridge The […]
The Totem-Maker (part eighty)
The Totem-Maker Chapter Nine The Recalcitrant One (part eighty) Seven of those nine days I’d felt the peddler egged the pilgrims on in their trespass. But I had never been told the meadow belonged to me. I had not hailed Moth, though knowing […]
The Tambinder Engine (part eighteen)
The Tambinder Engine (part eighteen) She woke in the trailer. The last home she would ever have, Deenie began to believe it. Her story had kept them past time for driving the cracking asphalt, and Rory with Tirza was under a blanket, on the small square of floor. You woke […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred thirty-nine)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Nine City Ways (part two hundred thirty-nine) i. Northbound The gloves she wore were old kids of Mrs. Frame’s, yellowed but elegant, pearl-buttoned, summer perforations dotting the backs. “Those ones, I got from my […]
Story: A Friend (part five)
A Friend (part five) Wednesday that week, she put on her black cardigan. Not the berry with the faceted buttons, not her best to impress a stranger. She held possessions against the day, from the stub of a pencil to her good lace tablecloth. “Superstition,” Lorin used to say. […]
The Resident (part thirty)
Chapter Four An Odd Man Out (part thirty) “You’re mad that I did something, or you’re mad because I talk to Aura. But! The whole thing about her husband is so…” “They’re divorced, aren’t they? Not married. I’m not mad at you.” “They are divorced.” Amusement…Claudie’s […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred thirty-eight)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Eight Things Relative (part two hundred thirty-eight) “No. It isn’t testimony at all. I began my summation…” Wink at Phelan. “…with Miss Zucker, and the difficulty. You, sir, no doubt, having servants in the house, never […]
All Bedlam Courses Past (part two hundred thirty-seven)
All Bedlam Courses Past Chapter Eight Things Relative (part two hundred thirty-seven) On one of these occasions, Aunt Prince had got right up Mrs. Cox’s nose. They were having a theatre night, and paid the call at seven, Aunt Prince wanting […]