Monthly Archives: October 2019
by Yolanda Chow | Oct 31, 2019 |
We may not use the same words—God, Jesus, Christ, Brahman, Light, Love?—but language could never be truly sufficient to describe the indescribable anyway.
by Anna Lindner | Oct 31, 2019 |
When my parents brought up college during my junior year of high school, I delivered this zinger: “What’s more important, college or God?”
by Olivia Holesinger | Oct 30, 2019 |
I’ve been trying to detach from the darkness: the points I feel I failed, times of shame, times of fear.
by Nathan Groenewold | Oct 29, 2019 |
Just the smile of someone who is in on the secret.
by Jon Gorter | Oct 28, 2019 |
The first thing you should know about cranes is that they don’t like to be ignored.
by Brad Zwiers | Oct 27, 2019 |
No one actually protests my ordination or calling; no one says I do not belong. This isn’t the case for some women in certain denominational spaces.
by Katie Van Zanen | Oct 25, 2019 |
I was tired. I was also tired of myself. So I started class with a poem.
by Jeffrey Peterson | Oct 24, 2019 |
There are many white people in Grand Rapids, and gossiping about dog breeds is, I guess, what we do.
by Emily Joy Stroble | Oct 21, 2019 |
I don’t believe in ghosts. I do believe that wicked work cannot be hidden.
by Gabe Gunnink | Oct 20, 2019 |
I will have you know that you all used to be one of my favorite animals.
by Mary Margaret Healy | Oct 19, 2019 |
One of the things about moving around a lot is that people start to ask you, “Does it feel like home?”
by Ben DeVries | Oct 18, 2019 |
An unexpected call, just before the exam starts. A worried glance down at a phone, a quick “excuse me.”
by Laura Sheppard | Oct 17, 2019 |
Love never cancels. But where there are conservative and progressive platforms, they will cease; where there are vigorous debates, they will be quieted; where there is a think piece, it will pass away.
by Kyric Koning | Oct 16, 2019 |
I write because someone once said, “Only two jobs can speak for the dead: detectives and writers.”
by Courtney Zonnefeld | Oct 15, 2019 |
When we cannot speak to God, cannot even say the barest “I love you,” we are carried.
by Olivia Harre | Oct 13, 2019 |
Thirteen years later, I realize I made a bad trade. Mom, you were right. No one is surprised.
by Abby Zwart | Oct 12, 2019 |
There’s more than meets the eye
Invisible to the naked eye
I can do that with my eyes closed
by Matt Cambridge | Oct 11, 2019 |
You know what? Come to think of it, It’s OK if you don’t enjoy every moment. People are always saying that: “Enjoy EVERY moment!”
by Jordan Petersen Kamp | Oct 10, 2019 |
You didn’t have to know Bennington’s pain first hand to understand a Linkin Park song.
by Gwyneth Findlay | Oct 9, 2019 |
It’s a tricky balance, the nostalgia and passion of the past against these grim truths that have always existed.
by Josh Parks | Oct 8, 2019 |
Borges describes a fictional language that completely lacks nouns, and I tried to work out what this might mean in practice.
by Josh deLacy | Oct 6, 2019 |
I’ve peed behind dumpsters, on beaches, in alleys, gardens, parking lots, yards—and yet I was here, in this bathroom, I-can-pee-anywhere-ing in a space created for people who can’t.
by Alex Johnson | Oct 5, 2019 |
I’ve been trying to reframe my perspective by picturing the internet as an attic—one that is full to the brim with all the stuff you couldn’t bear to throw away.
by Comfort Sampong | Oct 4, 2019 |
“No, you need to take a right where the soups are. The soups on the boulevard. You know what I’m talking about, right? Because I’m not sure I know what I’m talking about.”
by Ansley Kelly | Oct 3, 2019 |
I learned that home is a team sport.
by Cotter Koopman | Oct 2, 2019 |
Just a few examples of artists getting playful with neat possibilities afforded by music’s digital presentation.
