Mrs. Taylor’s AP Literature class wasn’t boring. In fact, she was always sure to entertain by drawing out some oblique Freudian innuendo from a text, then wiggling her eyebrows at us to add to the scandalous situation. And yet, I found myself mindlessly flipping through the pages of my textbook in class.
Continue reading “The Poem That Every Angsty Kid (And Future Parent) Needs to Read”The kingdom of Orisha is composed of two races of people: Maji, people with white hair who have the potential to access a wide range of magical powers, and Kosidans, people without magic. Years ago, the king of Orisha ordered the killing of all Maji, leaving only their children, who had not yet matured into their powers. He then went on to break their connection with the source of their powers so that the young could never hold magic.
“My mother is a bird. This isn’t like some William Faulkner stream-of-consciousness metaphorical crap. My mother. Is literally. A bird.”
I fell for those opening lines. I’m not a huge fan of “edgy” teen voices in my YA books; despite these opening lines, know that Pan’s style is more lyrical than the “hardcore, eyelined badass” voice that is so popular these days.
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