Do you ever just want to go to Hogwarts?

Like, you don’t want to be a member of the trio, or the order, or a death eater.

You just want to go to the school.

You want to know what it feels like to be up late stressing over potions homework, or how it feels to really ride a broom, and just go to Hogwarts on a normal year as a normal student

Two Poems


by Chris Hunt Griggs
imagefrom Small Print by Justine Basa


The biggest (native) moth in North America lives for 
two weeks. I’ve seen one spend one of its mornings
against a brick wall, preternaturally alive, folding mass 
into the same amount of mass, collating. Its wings, 
as you might expect, have eyes. It has no digestive… 

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