This is a reprint of a prose poem, with many, many thanks to Editor Paul Hamilton of 200 CCs for his generosity! Use this link to jump to the story.
This work originally appeared in print only back in June, so I’m grateful to have this digital publication Its first publication was via National Flash Fiction Day 2016. “Theseus in Belleville” appears in the anthology A Box of Stars Beneath the Bed. Thanks very much to the editorial team at National Flash Fiction Day, led by Calum Kerr and Santino Prinzi.
Print copies are available for order at Amazon.

For links to other anthologies I either have fiction-edited or have work in, check out Anne E. Weisgerber’s author page at Amazon.
“Theseus in Belleville” is a prose poem that, at its heart, is about trains and train stations. It’s very fun to read aloud, especially when you catch your breath on the word clew. Such a funny old word. I think it might be fun to perform at a reading, but I’d have to start running every day to get my breathing right, like some wayward Sinatra.
Thank you for stopping by my blog for a visit — up until today, the story had only been available in print, but I hope you treat yourself or give as a gift a copy of A Box of Stars Beneath the Bed.
In lieu of that, you can at least enjoy my contribution to the collection: Theseus in Belleville.
Great piece, Anne. I really loved this: “my tongue all a-tumble, unthreaded as Theseus now tired of treading a labyrinth life that reduced me to eyes seeing only the clew…”
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thank you so much, Christopher! Words like that from a poet like you have totally made my day!!!
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