Written by Graham von Carlowitz I work as the sole German tutor for my university. I do think I am qualified for the job, but always in the back of my mind during my sessions is the idea that no one else applied. “They were forced to select me,” I think to myself. “I’m the… Read More Has it Happened Again?
Written by Graham von Carlowitz It was mid-September. I was sitting on a bench outside the university library with my laptop out. I had started to type some notes about all the dogs I’ve been seeing on campus, which reminded me of my brother Kyle’s dog, Joey, who was once placed in a microwave for… Read More If You Give a Pet Our Home
Written by Mary Schrott Thump. Thump. Tikita-tikita-tikita. Two car doors slam and an automatic garage door begins to recoil. Heavy pants steam up the lower quarter of a red door and black pancake-sized ears pulse listening to the noise beyond the barrier. The car locks with a “bee-beep” and the sticky wet nose inches closer.… Read More And Then My Dog Died: The Best/Worst Year
Written by Devon Shuman Nobody told me how hard it would be to breathe. When you go skydiving for the first time, you’re presented with a lot of information. You’re instructed on how to properly exit the plane, to not jump so much as balance on the edge and fall forward. You’re told what position… Read More Up in the Air: Panic at 11,000 Feet
By Bonnie Meibers This summer, my cousin, who is much more like an older brother to me, released a book titled “Hillbilly Elegy: A Memoir of a Family and Culture in Crisis.” Now, the idea that someone barely 30 years old has enough “memoir” material to fill a 272-page book might sound a little ridiculous,… Read More Hillbilly Elegy: The Memoir of My Family
By Laura Fitzgerald Sonder: the realization that every passerby has a story as complex and interesting as your own, and you may only play a small part in it as a stranger passing by. *** The little burger joint bustled with tired families and fresh-faced college students carrying overstuffed backpacks. A myriad of languages and… Read More The Role of a Stranger
By Graham von Carlowitz “Here you go.” “There you are.” “No, thank you.” These were the three-word phrases my brother Jackson and I had been practicing for around 15 minutes at the church entrance. We knew we sounded like perfect children, the ones other children despise. But, since our mother was the chieftain of the… Read More Open Wide