Outside, A Drifter

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    Abstract

    Yev always called on Ruhlma, never the other way around.

    Every evening for a double-handful of months, he'd arrive, soot-smudged and foundry-stinking, after the last of her clients had slunk from the parlour, their tense limbs newly loosened under her practiced touch. The poor stoop of their shoulders nearly straightened. the kinks in their bellies, poked and kneaded, bent around grease-papered bundles. those who still had legs fit for travel would clutch parcels of mettwurst, chorizo, animelle, pancetta, while stumbling down the three steps from Ruhlma's porch to the alley; those who didn't might commando-crawl away or scuff-walk on hardened palms, swinging their abbreviated trunks above the cobbles before disappearing into tenement shadows. Upright or hunkered, the odd rhythm of their gait was a sure sign they'd been to see the salumitrix. That she'd worked her magic on their desperate bodies, cured what ailed them. For now.
    Original languageEnglish
    Title of host publicationLooming Low
    Subtitle of host publicationBeing An Anthology of Original Weird Fiction
    EditorsJustin Steele, Sam Cowan
    Place of PublicationCarmichal, CA: USA
    PublisherDim Shores
    Pages157-168
    Number of pages11
    Volume1
    ISBN (Print)9780999143018
    Publication statusPublished - 2017

    Keywords

    • Anthology
    • Fiction anthology
    • fantasy literature
    • Australian fantasy literature

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