The Nature of Fae
The Five Sprites: Wondering
Travel writing and stories by Meks McClure
The Five Sprites: Wondering
The Five Sprites: Dancing
Caution: trigger warning for homophobia
The sun is warm on bare skin. The grass sways. A single leaf lets go. But there’s a storm inside. It started as a darkening, then the light mist of rain that turned into a drenching, the kind that soaks the ground until it can’t hold anymore. The water rushes, ripping up flowers, throwing boulders, crashing through everything you had so carefully built to keep yourself standing. The lightning is…
The Five Sprites: Loving
The Five Sprites: Creating
Tiny furry inevitabilities

Blackout Poem excerpt from Charlotte's Web by E.B. White
The Five Sprites: Laughing
Tell me Did you think that time would close it? That the wound would gather itself like a river mouth filling with silt until the water forgot it had ever been open? It doesn’t. Loss is a black hole pressed onto the white page of your precious, terrified life so wide there is no margin left, no room for even your name. Escape feels like the only way. You cannot heal the hole. But you can build…
Motorcycles, a wedding, and rain

Lessons from Saša Jurić's talk on storytelling through commits and reviewable PRs
A grocery store encounter
Folktale origin story
Caution: trigger warning for transphobia, homophobia, and cursing
Hiking in the Patagonia