Glorious Exploits

by Ferdia Lennon

as a man never cherishes something more intensely than in those moments he fears losing it,

“You don’t rob a man of his suffering,” says Gelon quietly. “That’s his.”

I turn on him. “Shut the fuck up.” The fella stands, but Gelon does too, and he sits down right quick.

Common sense is common, has no imagination, and only works by precedent. It leaves the man who follows it poorer, if not in pocket, then in his heart. Fuck common sense.

They didn’t begrudge Odysseus a glimpse of Penelope before setting out for Troy.