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The Mosaic Wolf
by Olivia Holesinger | Oct 30, 2019 | Placeless
I’ve been trying to detach from the darkness: the points I feel I failed, times of shame, times of fear.
This Is America
by Nathan Groenewold | Oct 29, 2019 | Detroit, Michigan
Just the smile of someone who is in on the secret.
The Orchestra of Evolution
by Jon Gorter | Oct 28, 2019 | Michigan
The first thing you should know about cranes is that they don’t like to be ignored.
Go Forth
by Brad Zwiers | Oct 27, 2019 | Placeless
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.
Second Person
by Annaka Koster | Oct 26, 2019 | Grand Rapids
After all, wounds weep before they’re healed.
Morning Poems
by Katie Van Zanen | Oct 25, 2019 | Placeless
I was tired. I was also tired of myself. So I started class with a poem.
Rules of Engagement
by Leigh Peterson | Oct 24, 2019 | Chicago, Grand Rapids, Washington, D.C.
There are many white people in Grand Rapids, and gossiping about dog breeds is, I guess, what we do.
Hesiod, Hope, and El Camino
by Alex Westenbroek | Oct 23, 2019 | Placeless
Let’s Greek out, y’all.
Seagrove Beach, September 25
by Sadie Burgher | Oct 22, 2019 | Florida
“Fine. How about a chicken?”
Haunting
by Emily Joy Stroble | Oct 21, 2019 | Colorado
I don’t believe in ghosts. I do believe that wicked work cannot be hidden.
An Open Letter to Owls
by Gabe Gunnink | Oct 20, 2019 | Washington
I will have you know that you all used to be one of my favorite animals.
Settling
by Mary Margaret Healy | Oct 19, 2019 | Michigan, Pennsylvania, Texas
One of the things about moving around a lot is that people start to ask you, “Does it feel like home?”
Plan B or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love My Special Fields Exam
by Ben DeVries | Oct 18, 2019 | Placeless
An unexpected call, just before the exam starts. A worried glance down at a phone, a quick “excuse me.”
1 Corinthians 13, 2019
by Laura Sheppard Song | Oct 17, 2019 | Placeless
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.
Why
by Kyric Koning | Oct 16, 2019 | Placeless
I write because someone once said, “Only two jobs can speak for the dead: detectives and writers.”
Remembering
by Courtney Zonnefeld | Oct 15, 2019 | Placeless
When we cannot speak to God, cannot even say the barest “I love you,” we are carried.
Back to the Basics
by Olivia Harre | Oct 13, 2019 | Placeless
Thirteen years later, I realize I made a bad trade. Mom, you were right. No one is surprised.
Eyes
by Abby Zwart | Oct 12, 2019 | Placeless
There’s more than meets the eye
Invisible to the naked eye
I can do that with my eyes closed
Unwarranted Parental Advice to Myself
by Matt Cambridge | Oct 11, 2019 | Placeless
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!”
Numb
by Jordan Petersen Kamp | Oct 10, 2019 | Michigan
You didn’t have to know Bennington’s pain first hand to understand a Linkin Park song.
Flirtations with Hockey Fandom
by Gwyneth Findlay | Oct 9, 2019 | Placeless
It’s a tricky balance, the nostalgia and passion of the past against these grim truths that have always existed.
Nounless Poetry: An Experiment
by Josh Parks | Oct 8, 2019 | Placeless
Borges describes a fictional language that completely lacks nouns, and I tried to work out what this might mean in practice.
Slices of Asphalt
by Caroline (Higgins) Nyczak | Oct 7, 2019 | New York
“How many parking spaces do you think our apartment would take up?”
De-Centering Prayer
by Josh deLacy | Oct 6, 2019 | Colorado
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.
A Good Google is Hard to Find
by Alex Johnson | Oct 5, 2019 | Placeless
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.
Conversations with Taxi Drivers
by Comfort Sampong | Oct 4, 2019 | Placeless
“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.”
Stacking Wood (The Homestead Still Teaches)
by Ansley Kelly | Oct 3, 2019 | New York, Pennsylvania
I learned that home is a team sport.
Going with the Stream
by Cotter Koopman | Oct 2, 2019 | Placeless
Just a few examples of artists getting playful with neat possibilities afforded by music’s digital presentation.
Prepare for Re-entry
by Katerina Parsons | Oct 1, 2019 | Honduras, Washington, D.C.
The third time in a short conversation that I heard myself saying, “Well, in Honduras…” I stopped myself. I didn’t mean to be a bore; I simply didn’t have other experiences to draw from.
To Doubt, Divine
by Chris Curia | Sep 30, 2019 | Placeless
But I was amazed by the openness of our students in some of their responses.
