Category Archives: Washington, D.C.
by Katerina Parsons | Jul 1, 2020 |
I am from this place as much as I am from anywhere, and it’s this recognition that helps me know that I can feel this way again.
by Renee Maring | Mar 29, 2020 |
It’s been almost a month since I hopped on the 92 bus and sat next to my soccer teammate on the way to our game, both of us taking turns to explain why we’re running late this time.
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 Katerina Parsons | Oct 1, 2019 |
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.
by Katerina Parsons | Sep 1, 2019 |
After I have been
Back in the United States for a few weeks, I find myself
Crying at the strangest things.
by Katerina Parsons | Aug 1, 2019 |
21. Sometimes my life seems to spark like a live wire, and I feel intoxicated by its opportunity and potential.
by Matt Leistra | Aug 31, 2018 |
As the train and your pulse both speed up, something happens. In the middle of a step, between the time when your back foot leaves the ground and lands in front of the other, you seem to be weightless.
by Andrew Orlebeke | Apr 21, 2018 |
Of all the regressive, fear-mongering, cynical, hateful, and unethical positions to which the Republican party has hitched its wagon, the vilification of refugees and immigrants is among the most loathsome.
by Josh deLacy | Jun 6, 2017 |
At some level, isn’t that what individualism is all about? Being the hero. Saving the day. Who watches Han Solo blow up TIE fighters, and then decides he’d rather be the air traffic controller who directs X-wings to Yavin IV?
by Matt Medendorp | Mar 22, 2017 |
We’re nodding our heads, ready to keep walking, and then he opens his mouth to sing.
