Monthly Archives: January 2020
by Annaka Koster | Jan 26, 2020 |
myhappysnails.com had assured me: “There is no smell in the place where snails live in.”
by Katie Van Zanen | Jan 25, 2020 |
Each week during the prayers of the people I make a mental inventory: do I know anyone who is ill? Anyone who is grieving? Anyone job-searching, traveling, celebrating?
by Jeffrey Peterson | Jan 24, 2020 |
In other words, though our memories and fantasies are more silhouettes of sensations than sensations themselves, past, present, and future all look more or less the same.
by Alex Westenbroek | Jan 23, 2020 |
People have been singing to each other since approximately Forever B.C.E., and I think there’s a reason.
by Kelli Grimm | Jan 22, 2020 |
It’s a road trip to New York and it’s eating cookie dough until you’re sick. It’s a rejection email from a job you don’t remember applying for and it’s winning free fries for a year.
by Emily Joy Stroble | Jan 21, 2020 |
What is it like to have your life swallowed up in someone else’s epic?
by Gabe Gunnink | Jan 20, 2020 |
Here’s the thing: I don’t know what a goatsphynx is, but I’m starting to believe it may not be as scary as it sounds.
by Mary Margaret Healy | Jan 19, 2020 |
Mana, spell slots, pocket monsters, and midnight showings are all these worlds ever need.
by Ben DeVries | Jan 18, 2020 |
I’ve kept revisiting the fact of Jes’s sickness, worrying it as I would a loose tooth, over and over again, in one essay after another.
by Laura Sheppard | Jan 17, 2020 |
I find myself erasing paragraphs from my drafts in which I apologize for writing it at all.
by Kyric Koning | Jan 16, 2020 |
Discovering each new piece of her was a treasure only surpassed by the next discovery. It did not take too long before she agreed to make our relationship official.
by Courtney Zonnefeld | Jan 15, 2020 |
While the myth of the lone genius is dangerous for the successful artist, it is absolutely cruel to the aspiring artist.
by Will Montei | Jan 14, 2020 |
I didn’t like my room when I first moved in. It didn’t have Flynn, for one thing.
by Olivia Harre | Jan 13, 2020 |
There’s a warm spot on the floor in front of the refrigerator—my favorite spot to think.
by Abby Zwart | Jan 12, 2020 |
You’re not supposed to say yes to everything these days. I know.
by Matt Cambridge | Jan 11, 2020 |
Inside these walls, we aren’t robots.
Inside these walls, we are artists.
by Jordan Petersen Kamp | Jan 10, 2020 |
The reasons for rock’s indifference towards indie’s old hegemony are several.
by Gwyneth Findlay | Jan 9, 2020 |
Bodies fail our expectations; that is what it is to be embodied.
by Josh Parks | Jan 8, 2020 |
Dear Supportive Friends, Middle School English Teachers, and Madcap Coffee:
by Caroline (Higgins) Nyczak | Jan 7, 2020 |
Anyway we walk quickly because it’s cold and I say, “I’m thirty!” but I’m also fourteen and twenty-one and making all those mistakes.
by Alex Johnson | Jan 5, 2020 |
As Smith, Buber, and Gerwig remind me, we cannot be fully actualized people to everyone we meet
by Comfort Sampong | Jan 4, 2020 |
Another holiday, another rustling through my luggage of words to find poignant answers for the question.
by Ansley Kelly | Jan 3, 2020 |
This is the grace of God: that in our darkest grief and our most motionless despondency, He continues to move.
by Cotter Koopman | Jan 2, 2020 |
As the instruments strain and build, the chorus is repeated again and again, and her intimate scene-setting folds into a recollection.
by Katerina Parsons | Jan 1, 2020 |
Hope does not exist in a moment; we must create hope.
