When We Were Magic

by Sarah Gailey

Magic. How can I explain what it’s like? It’s like that feeling when you’ve been cooped up inside all day and then you finally go outside and remember what fresh air tastes like. It’s like when you get up in the middle of the night and your mouth is gross and dry and you take a drink of water and the water is sweet. It’s like watching someone dive into a pool without leaving a ripple. It’s like waking up.

“It’s okay to be upset at upsetting things.”

I wonder why nobody’s ever told me that before: It’s okay to be upset at upsetting things.