Poetry

Self-Refracted

It’s a lazy March snow I’m mirror to. Monkeyballs clogging the gutter. Snow-mold on the not-grass. I can feel in silhouette that dog’s earnest pooping…

Fiction

What More Could You Want?

The ice cream shop didn’t have air conditioning. Our boss claimed it did, but because we weren’t responsible enough to remember to close the windows…

First Friday Series

Book Review: Traveling Without Moving: Essays from a Black Woman Trying to Survive in America By Taiyon J. Coleman

Poet, writer, and educator Taiyon J. Coleman has given us a slim volume holding a mere eleven essays, but oh what a troubled world she…

Photography

Saginaw Bay

  These photographs were taken in the summer of 2013 on a camping trip in Bay County, Michigan. The shoreside wildlife was abundant, from the…

First Friday Series

Book Review: Traveling Without Moving: Essays from a Black Woman Trying to Survive in America By Taiyon J. Coleman

Poet, writer, and educator Taiyon J. Coleman has given us a slim volume holding a mere eleven essays, but oh what a troubled world she…

Narrative Map Project / Nonfiction

Going to the Lake

I’ve learned that Shetek means pelican in Ojibwe, just as I’ve learned that “going to the lake” for many Minnesotans involves a drive north, a…