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2001: A Sex Odyssey

Condoms were occasionally brought up with a scoff and a smirk. Believing that condoms were good for anything was credulity on par with believing the earth is flat.

Just One

I know some churches are trying. “Singles group” is a thing. But really? That’s depressing on a good day, patronizing on a bad one.

On Grand Rapids’ Not-So-Rapid Bus—And Why I Love It

Riding the bus requires a release of control. The person using a wheelchair has the priority now; whatever my plans were, they can wait. We’re both riding the same bus, and we’ll get there when we get there.

I Wish I Had Said Something

He’s just one guy, he won’t be around forever, and he’ll probably never run into a black person for the rest of his life. No harm, no foul, right?

“Natural History Psychedelia”: Alexis Rockman’s “Great Lakes Cycle”

These works are about as subtle as a trainwreck, but they are surprisingly fun, despite their depressingly urgent call to take environmental responsibility.

“Why Did You Wait?”

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.

Seen & Heard: Festival of Faith and Writing

Seen & Heard: Festival of Faith and Writing

by | Apr 12, 2018

It’s a FFW live blog from your local friendly post calvin editor! This post will be updated throughout the weekend. Stay tuned for wise words and cheesy English major feelings.

Growing into Solitude

Growing into Solitude

I haven’t outgrown my loneliness, but I do think I’m growing into my own solitude.

Near Death

Near Death

I did something I’d never done before: I started screaming for help.

A Love Letter to Chimes

A Love Letter to Chimes

Local journalism can disappear without so much as a cry these days, and typically with only halfhearted protestation by the community.