Post-Riding Hood

This morning I read the latest Sirenia Digest which contains a new Caitlin R. Kiernan story called "THE HUNGER THRONE". It's a nice postmodernist reworking of Little Red Riding Hood that reminded me of Company of Wolves and Alfred Hitchcock's Stage Fright. Both Stage Fright and "THE HUNGER THRONE" contain a twist wherein it's revealed the narrative itself contains lies (in the case of Stage Fright, arguably it's still framed as character point of view, but that's not how critics took it). Whether or not it works for you depends on how adventurous you are, I suppose, or maybe I should say how open your mind is. I'm always up for an experiment myself.

Those who complained that the girl in the story never rides or is ridden may be pleased.

X Sonnet #1911

The sugar lumps from other years are changed.
Desserts of vanished futures stop the meal.
Across a cookie board the problems ranged.
A troubled game divides the fake from real.
The question hovers over tractor trucks.
Assembled crew were asked to gas the beast.
The foreman glanced across a hundred bucks.
The knowing faces praised a dollar feast.
The wicked curve defined the rocky moon.
With craters cursing land, the place was left.
Beside the door, a gangster placed his goon.
So stolen cash has filled a lunar cleft.
As chilly day was swapped for burning night
We never found ourselves in want of light.