Susanna Fitzpatrick

poem by Susanna Fitzpatrick

From the place beyond description - The Otherworld below and above and around you, Where I was more than a phantom Of a life once rich with physicality, I emerge slowly, a mist. The annual memory of senses Takes my essence by ... Read more

story by Susanna Fitzpatrick

The grand edifice of Tetra castle ascended from the top of a stony mountain ridge as if it had been shaped of molten rock, which, in fact, it had. The city of Tyoneve spread out from it organically, part built close to the towers, par... Read more

story by Susanna Fitzpatrick

It was a dark and stormy night. Rain pounded the roofs of houses on a winding rural road.The howling wind ripped through the branches of leafless elms. Death had business in the nearby, sleeping town. The shadowy one allowed him... Read more

story by Susanna Fitzpatrick

Dominus leaned closer to the voluptuous, exquisitely-featured young woman he had lured into his castle. She lolled in a swoon, her fluttering eyelids and slightly puckered lips showing her to be quite aware of her situation. Or, ... Read more

poem by Susanna Fitzpatrick

I haven't used this account in ages Most of my writing is on Writer's Cafe, but it's ruined But it's off the radar And I'm an idiot. We can talk here for now. While I weather the storm Of change. I may not reply ... Read more

publication by Susanna Fitzpatrick

Rebecca stood a the edge of the wood, yearning yet fearing to pass beneath its trees. She stooped and picked up stones, tossing them one at a time into the thick underbrush and watching a cloud of white moths rise and fall. It wo... Read more

story by Susanna Fitzpatrick

"Halloween comin' round," the old man said. Petriah stood, hands in jacket pockets, gazing out over the wind-ravaged desert as gusts pulled wisps out of her tightly twisted coif. "Yes," she replied, "Not long now." Sa... Read more