Some days might call for an extra dab of peanut butter and others for rivers of jelly.
After a trial-by-fire year as public school substitute teacher and fly-by-night freelancer, Julia will shed the tribulations of the work-world to embark on a MA in art history and museum studies at Case Western Reserve University in Cleveland, OH. If you are in town, she’ll gladly take you to a local museum. She enjoys walks, leopard print, and good conversation.
by Julia LaPlaca | Feb 23, 2019
HOW DARE THE SUN SHINE WHEN I FEEL LIKE A PIECE OF TRASH STUCK ON THE UNDERSIDE OF A PARK BENCH THAT HAS BEEN PEED ON BY DOG.
by Julia LaPlaca | Jan 23, 2019
As we receive and give our things away, we perpetuate a legacy of generous exchange.
by Julia LaPlaca | Dec 23, 2018
Because of these human details within the Nativity story, the tiny family huddled in a barn in Bethlehem so long ago feel as close as our own memories.
by Julia LaPlaca | Aug 23, 2018
I’d personify the pigeons that crowd onto the narrowest of ledges on the building across the street, their plumage flashing psychedelic green and pink.
by Julia LaPlaca | Jun 23, 2018
For example, the medieval church declared you could not have sex on Sundays (or Thursdays, Fridays, or Saturdays).
by Julia LaPlaca | Apr 23, 2018
These works are about as subtle as a trainwreck, but they are surprisingly fun, despite their depressingly urgent call to take environmental responsibility.
by Julia LaPlaca | Mar 23, 2018
What has a man from all the toil and striving of heart with which he toils beneath the sun? For all his days are full of sorrow, and his work is a vexation.
by Julia LaPlaca | Jan 23, 2018
In some respects, Lincoln in the Bardo doesn’t really feel like a novel at all (despite the insistent subtitle), but is rather a carefully curated collection of voices that reside in some literary bardo between genres.