Poetry
Articles and Prose
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Gathering Chips
One of my favorite photographs hangs in my bathroom. At its center is a wheelbarrow, with wooden handles, braces, and legs. The ten-spoke wheel is…
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John
This summer I walked behind John in the woods. I followed him as he followed the trail. “Flies are getting bad,” he’d grumble, reaching for…
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In town
I followed my mother down a winding forest path. The trail head peaks through the trees that line the softball field down the street from…
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Stacking Wood
This piece was originally written as part of a larger poetry and prose project that explored the author’s relationship with his family’s farm in Tennessee.…
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Boom: Fossil Fuel Collisions
Fracking | Accident The driver of the frackwater truck swerved because there was a little girl walking along the highway. She was walking eastward early that morning,…
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Beyond the Landfill
Every day, roughly 8,000 tonnes of rubbish are collected from the capital city of Jakarta before ending up at Bantar Gebang, the largest landfill in Southeast Asia. Just two decades ago, the area was covered with paddy fields before it…
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Sailboats, Submarines, and the Sea
The first thing I did during my tryout for the sailing team was crash straight into the seawall. Everyone at the Naval Academy is required to…
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Rehabbing Rain
In the Shade of the Cottonwood Tree I was born and raised in the desert. Like most desert plants and animals, I love rain. I…
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2020 Print Edition
COLLISION EDITOR’S LETTER Trevor Dolan and Karam Sheban Thanks to extensive human meddling, the planet is coming apart at the seams. It often feels like…
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Reformist // Revolutionary – Not a Dichotomy: A Reflection on Organizing Strategies in the WesPac Movement in Pittsburg, CA
Introduction I quickly walk over to the building that houses Greg’s insurance agency, as well as other suites – I am running late. The downtown…
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Poisoned Land, Poisoned Bodies
Angelina stood on the solid, familiar earth and looked up. The cliff extended high into the sky, until the sun broke just over its edge.…
