Thanksgiving Magicians

Sometimes, some part of me craves solitude. Othertimes, connection. Sometimes those sometimes don’t align in time. Holidays can be misaligned; expectations and disappointments in the same cauldron… A witch’s brew or warlock’s cocktail of awareness…

Sacramental Ceiling Cnidaria – Chapter 3, “Dear Teacher: F for you”

You can model the fulfillment of rules without replacing them.

Sacramental Ceiling Cnidaria – Chapter 1, Classroom Control Kicks

{3 min read} It’s not imperceptible if you’re looking for it… Merely a child passing beneath can subtly disturb enough air surrounding them, and those tissue-paper tentacles will dance, dangling lightly from the rainbow bodies of party-decoration jellyfish, suspended from her classroom ceiling. Each August for a couple decades, as the schoolyear’s start looms, theContinue reading “Sacramental Ceiling Cnidaria – Chapter 1, Classroom Control Kicks”