When I first took the Double Crown upon my brow, I believed I understood weight. The weight of the uraeus, the weight of the kemes, the weight of every soul from Abu to the Great Green. But I was a fool. No stone of a pyramid, no chariot of gold, no obelisk scraping the belly …
The Ballad of the Steady HandThe Ballad of the Steady Hand
He did not come with trumpet's blast or armor shining bright,But with a pair of work-worn hands to hold me in the night.He did not speak of fortunes grand or epic, noble tales,But showed me how to fix a latch and how to trim the sails. The first time that I stumbled, and the world …
What made me smile or laugh today? Today, my smile came wrapped in small shoes and an even bigger imagination. My four-year-old found joy in the simplest things—asking “why” with complete seriousness, then answering himself with a theory that made absolutely no sense and all the sense in the world. He laughed like it was …