Story with Tag: woman

Slippery When Wet

Agnes Hazlowe picks at her food. She talks to whoever is nearby, seeming not to care whether they listen. She fantasizes, the doctors say, and is unable to differentiate reality. (Reads: 581)

A Witch’s Spell

My cone hat is wonky, My cauldron boiled out, Oh, I need some magic, Yes, without a doubt. My voice is now weak, My broom cannot fly, Once I was young, Now my magic’s run dry. (Reads: 21)