The Child in the Cradle-Grave; or, If Hans Christian Andersen Had Been a Twisted Type Like Me


“The woman’s grief had almost become perverse determination by now—not to have a child to raise and love, so much, but simply to have one that did not either destroy her or die.”

Ah, children, the joy of one’s life.

And yet.

One old woman, alone for many years in the forest of her own self, has quite a different take on her many strange children and their crow-filled fate.

Check out the tale in NonBinary Review #14: The Tales of Hans Christian Andersen, a collection of stories, art, and poetry that fractures and fragments the totem truths of those traditionally told tales into something nascent yet no less primal. The tales are based on original stories by Hans Christian Andersen; I chose to rework The Child in the Grave.

“Darest thou to follow me? I am Death.”


by Various
Edited by Carina Bissett and Lise Quintana

They’re the stuff of bedtime stories, children’s movies, and some of our most beloved memories, but like all fairy tales, the stories of Hans Christian Andersen are much darker than we might remember them. In this issue, 53 artists and authors have mined this rich seam of narrative with compelling stories, fascinating poetry, and rich illustrations from all over the world.