Why Mythology?

ganesha in perilEvery morning, I get up to teach an hour-long mythology class to twenty-nine sleep deprived high schoolers, starting at 6:56 A.M. We leave the world of modernity behind, then venture into the pantheons of Ancient Greece and Rome. We meditate on Hindu deities. We listen to Buddhist mantras. We read tales from the Mayan, Haitian, Navajo cultures… Continue reading

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The Fire of Fear and Frigid Fundamentals

Photograph by the authorThe blood of my ancestors pulses within the walls of this church, their bones alive within the soil upon which it sits. A church built by the hands of Texas farmers, hands that knew hard work, loss, and prayer. This is the church where my mother’s father spent a childhood swinging from oak trees, where my father’s mother taught Sunday School in sunlit classrooms, where my parents were married beneath a solid oak pulpit. I was known by this church before I was born… Continue reading

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Summoning the Luscious

Vassily_Kandinsky,_1925_-In_BlueMother of the desert, I hold
your flame in my left hand. Father

of the wet earth, your flame
burns in my right… Continue reading

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Sixteen Cents

I dreamed of misty ground, clouds under my feet where carrots grew. I pulled carrots, cleaned off the dirt, placed bunches in boxes. Carrots turned green, boxes grew enormous. I worked all day long waiting for sixteen cents… Continue reading

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