The year is 2843. The cities of the world are shining beacons of white, silver and perfect order. Under the same soaring banners bearing a twisting, serpentine sigil, citizens murmur fervently to each other, “Blessed Prime Day to you,” Their eyes are bright with something that looks like fear. In…

If you don’t use your voice now, they will take that from you too — Make no mistake. The church as an institution has no interest in supporting a woman’s right to her own body. Fifteen years ago, I left the so called Christian church because their values would have left me battered, barefoot and broken. …

And other imaginary things Homesickness isn’t a syndrome where one misses their home. Homesickness is that moment when you find yourself longing for a time in a place that no longer exists outside of your memories. It’s easy for me to become melancholy when I’m down by the water, listening…

The Brilliance of Horizon Zero Dawn and Horizon Forbidden West (warning: minor spoilers) — A little while ago, after coming off a two year playthrough of Witcher III*, I tried to reset my game-brain by starting up Horizon Zero Dawn. At first, the game failed to capture my interest mostly because my brain was still on Novigrad time. It’s a very specific, nerdy sort…

Or — Why The Big Bang Theory Is Actually Kind of The Worst — I’m going to go ahead and admit that I am — ultimately — a fan of The Big Bang Theory. To an extent, anyway. Yes, I know it’s a ‘dumb’ version of Community. No, the show isn’t half as smart as it pretends to be. And yes, despite my appreciation…

Read all the pamphlets and watch the tapes — “It’s quite amazing what they’ve done with the space,” Gillian noted as they walked into the dimly lit museum wing. “It doesn’t even feel like we’re in a man-made environment,” “They’ve somehow even got moisture dripping down those plastic stalactites over there,” Robb gestured with a rolled up map in…

slumber — When Yusuf was a boy, sleep found him effortlessly. Sometimes, it dragged him so deep into its warm, comforting depths, his mother had to literally shake him loose from slumber’s unyielding grip. Sleep had been his friend. Once, anyway. That was before the Arrhythmia. Before the constant course of drugs…

Day 1 Twenty-two hours ago, I woke up drowning. Or at least it felt like I was drowning. My lungs were burning, my vision was tinged red, and the only thing I could think about was that time I almost died when I was twelve. Jose remained calm the entire…