California author Tantra Bensko returns to The Fabulist with this surrealist, briskly hallucinogenic vignette, showcasing her vivid prose and loopy, dreamlike plot constructions. (Image source: The Tucson Daily Photo.)
Read MoreBy Tantra Bensko I never thought I’d find comfort this way, but no one told me I couldn’t. I just gave it a go, and the ducks are following me down the road now. As they follow me, whenever I look back, the road is being filled with more and more ducks, though there were […]
Read MoreBy Tantra Bensko Don’t open that note! The pages are folded over for a reason. Crackling of the adventurine-colored curtains gone moldy, and brittle, over the last century signals trouble all around you now you have started to read it. See! A top hat falls off the shelf, a cobweb dangling behind it like the […]
Read MoreBy Tantra Bensko Sage, the courier said, once burned, will remove all evidence that I existed, and have left this package here. Burn it now, or the old woman across the street will know. You know how long and angular she is, how severe her dresses and her sidelong looks. Why, you’d think I delivered […]
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