By Petrula Laudato
In our village was a gypsy who wore a ratty headscarf and sat outside the local tavern, selling evil eye charms on faux-leather strands. One day my cousin, the American visiting from New Jersey, bought one to show her cheerleader friends on Facebook. At the beach, in a neon-orange bikini, she placed the eye on her flat belly and had me take her photo. “Look,” she said. “No bad luck here.” Later, when I found it among the pretty dresses tossed in her suitcase, I threw it into a field of goats; watched their eyes glow with devilish little smiles.
Petrula Laudato’s fiction has appeared in Haunted Waters Press, Panoplyzine, The Magnitizdat Literary, The Ocotillo Review, Fiction Southeast, Crack The Spine, and Spillwords Press.