Myth, Mist, and Magic

  • I hate that Harry Potter had to say goodbye in weather like this
  • Squeaky ¬†footsteps raise my heart rate at midnight on a Saturday
  • Her sneakers screamed against the cold wet ground
  • Tonight the lamp-posts give shape to the mist
  • Grass: a mass graveyard for fallen maples
  • Today I learned that Dr. Seuss drew political cartoons; I wonder if my parents knew
  • When I was young there was a food pyramid but now it’s a plate and a Saturday at Gustavus never fills it
  • Grandpa approves of my love life because if he grew up on the West side, he was surely raised right
  • We broke the sacred covenant so the colors fade to grey