Ithaca Bound

“We tell the myths out of context, reinterpret the events through the lenses of our time, reinterpret the people to be the kinds of heroes we want,” writes Luke Babb.

Cortege

I’m just an hour from home when I pull into my friend’s front lawn and unload three bags heavy with books. “I hear someone’s getting into Norse mythology,” I say with a grin that I almost feel. “It’s your lucky day.”

Hestia in Kansas

“I have never kidded myself about Kansas,” writes Luke Babb. “There are parts of it I love, sure, in the way any kid loves the home where they grew up. But I was not yet out of high school before I knew that I was never going to come back.”

Aphrodite Symmachia

“I am all of the parts of love,” she said. “Those parts will be there, whether or not you know me. I am the heartbreak, the rush of falling, the work of maintaining. Hurting does not mean I have turned my back on you, child.”

Apricity

“I hit my knees there, too, awed and overwhelmed at the sheer amount of power as I was regarded by the god of the sun,” writes Luke Babb of their relationship with Apollo. “So this is what it’s like to have a god flex at you.”