Step Son

“For the first time,” writes Luke Babb on their experiences interacting with a divine child, “I’m starting to understand the benefit of getting to know kids – and I’m realizing how thoroughly they’re locked out of community.”

Fear of Ghosts

Telling Phyllis that I wasn’t Marion, that I didn’t know if a Marion had ever lived here – that was just a little sad. Every ghost that I’ve interacted with as a practitioner has been the same kind of conversation, mundane in the details and mystical only in the medium.

Visibility

These days, it often feels like I have two choices. I can be myself and in danger, or I can be invisible and hope that I am safe – that nobody notices, that I am lucky, that none of the aspects I can’t control (my health, my class, the city I live in) are the one that get me. It’s no kind of choice at all.

Fallow

He spins the card, bright with marigolds, to face me. “Stop me if you’ve heard this one before – what if you let yourself be sad?” Looking at the card is easier than looking at him. “I tried,” I say. “I should be done by now.”

Butcher

I am not sure whether someone who has not raised and slaughtered an animal that they will depend on for food can understand the fond, respectful distance I hold for everything but the dearest pets.