Basket

Two boys sat on a log in the middle of a valley. The trees surrounding them blocked out the sunlight and the boys had trouble seeing their hands in front of their faces. A woman appeared from a cluster of trees. She held a basket in one hand and a jug of water in the other. Her eyes were closed and she walked towards them as if she could see. She could, in fact, see through her eyelids. The boys were entranced by her silver hair and wondered what was in the basket. They stretched their hands out towards her.

Image: 19th-century print manipulations, by Christopher Pelley.

Maw Shein Win

Maw Shein Win

Maw Shein Win‘s poetry and prose has been published in diverse print and online journals. She is co-founder of Comet and co-publisher of Stretcher. She received a Women Writers Fellowship in Italy and completed a residency at Can Serrat in Spain. She was an Artist-in-Residence at the Headlands Center for the Arts, and is a freelancer at the San Francisco Writers’ Grotto.
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