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    molly ofgeography
    • Aug 29, 2018
    • 26 min

    the chilliad: hour three

    AC & PK get a roommate, the delta chis get a rooftop tanning bed, and nessa gets angry.
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    molly ofgeography
    • Aug 10, 2018
    • 22 min

    the chilliad: hour two

    the trojans get kicked off campus, the DnD crew get rejected by an elf barmaid, and you know it's serious when AC gets his heelies out.
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    the chilliad: hour one
    molly ofgeography
    • Jul 12, 2018
    • 15 min

    the chilliad: hour one

    “listen, man,” homer says, “i dunno what you want me to tell you. like, i wasn’t even there.” (it's the illiad, but markedly worse.)
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    molly ofgeography
    • Oct 20, 2017
    • 41 min

    Ourselves We Find In The Sea

    What would you do, to get yourself back? What wouldn't you do? On the island of Kallsoy there is a story. The story says that once upon a time, there was a woman of the sea who fell so in love with a fisherman that she shed her sealskin and walked on new legs out of the waves to be his wife. She bore him many children, and never again turned her gaze to the sea. The story says: you can make a human out of what is not. The story says: this new human will even love you for it.
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    molly ofgeography
    • Aug 29, 2016
    • 22 min

    white queen, red heart

    [read the sequel, 'snow white, blood red'] scroll down for part 2 the hut where grimhilde is born has only one window. she has no father. she has the woods. she knows this because her mother tells her, over and over: i cut my palm so deeply that it can no longer curl into a fist. the blood was hot. it melted the snow, and was swallowed by the dirt. the woods accepted. the woods gave me you. when she is born, the first sound she makes is the same sound all babies make: she cr
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    molly ofgeography
    • Feb 14, 2015
    • 9 min

    Four Meetings

    Over and over and over and over and-- first. Megara grew up the oldest of three daughters. Her father was king. He loved her the way that all kings love their daughters: delightedly and carelessly, rough around the edges. Her mother braided her hair in long plaits down her back and her father wasted no time in ruining them with playful tugs and easy tousles. She was raised the way all princesses are raised. To be be looked at. To be Queen. The first time she saw Hercules, he
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    molly ofgeography
    • Feb 11, 2015
    • 4 min

    Six Seeds: A Persephone Remix

    it is not a story about spring and winter: it is a story about choice. 1. They say there is a rift in the human soul which was not constructed to belong entirely to life.* Persephone doesn’t know about humans, but a hundred thousand years ago, her mother--the mother--pressed their noses together and said, “I love you.” Her mother pressed their noses together and said, “Don’t ever leave me.” Her mother pressed their noses together and said, “We’re going to be together always.
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    molly ofgeography
    • Jan 3, 2014
    • 10 min

    You Have All Drunk From Circe's Cup

    In Celtic Mythology, the wives of the underworld were lake-sirens in Wales. These lovely creatures are known to choose mortal men as their husbands. One legend has it that they live in a sunken city in one of the many lakes in Wales. People claim to have seen towers under water and heard the chiming of bells. In earlier times, there used to be a door in a rock and those who dared enter through it came into a beautiful garden situated on an island in the middle of a lake. In t
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