Straw Into Gold
Was this an encounter with some forest guardian, a mountain sprite who hikes miles through the misty mountains and sips water at hidden springs?
Poison, Powersuits, and Blake Lively
If arsenic is a woman’s weapon—whether to kill others or to beautify oneself—Lively’s character embraces the poison.
Thanksgiving Prayer
For those who shout down ignorance even past the point of no return, who know we are less than two minutes from midnight and continue anyway.
Fantastical, Flammable Gas
Like everything magical, though, the airship project was riddled with realities.
Under the Influence of Saturn
“According to Ptolemy, “Saturn will generally produce cold in the bowels, excessive phlegm, rheumatism, emaciation, sickliness, … [and/or] cough.” Seems about right.
A Sterling Silver Ring
Maybe it’s an overindulgence in fantasy that makes all jewelry feel slightly magic.
“I Can’t Breathe”
It is my hope that we remember to use the breath we have in our lungs to speak up, to show mercy, and to act with love.
Half-life
Eve is a bit like radium—taken from the father, who was taken from the earth. A byproduct. Twice derivative.
Lucky of the Hot Springs
The act of donning this ridiculous suit enabled me to let go of the remaining hesitations I harbored about the questionable hot-weather hot-spring endeavor we had gotten ourselves into.
(N)itrogen (N)erd
Being a terrifying nitrogen nerd is one of my brother’s very few failings, and in this case it turned out to be a great help.
