Kamau Bell at once proved that his show was not going to be your normal comedy routine. With a clicker and projector and screen, I was prepared for a lecture. And it was in the sense that I learned something and it wasn’t in the sense that he ever made me feel inferior. Opening the … Continue reading
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Them Loud-Ass Colored Silences: Electrosync and Poetic Beats
Douglas Kearney is either a madman or a genius, honestly. Douglas Kearney, an out-of-the-box poem master from California, came to perform recently at Coe College for an opening of his latest collaborative show, Them Loud-Ass Colored Silences, produced along with an electronic music artist from Haiti, Val Jeanty. Sitting (standing) in the back of the … Continue reading
Jennifer Colville Reading
Jennifer Colville read from her short story “Other Mothers” from her collection Elegies for Uncanny Girls on September 26th at 4:30 in Perrine Gallery. Her reading lasted about 20 minutes with a short Q & A afterward. Her story took place in San Francisco from the perspective of a new mother in a coffee shop. … Continue reading
Interview with Josh Bell, Poet
On October 19th, I had the great pleasure of attending poet Josh Bell’s reading at the Perrine Gallery in Stewart Memorial Library. Bell is the author of two books of poetry: No Planets Strike and Alamo Theory. Fellow poet Jillian Weise also read at this event on Coe College’s campus. A Briggs-Copeland Lecturer on English … Continue reading
Above All, Be Involved
Upon my arrival at Coe College, creative writing never took the academic spotlight. I simply assumed that it would become something to keep my mind buoyant during my introductory science days, sloshing through snowdrifts of material before I finally reached those courses that piqued my interest. I was completely unaware of our magazine or how … Continue reading
Get Away—K R Rosman
It was one of those spring evenings that wouldn’t give up being cold. The rain hit so hard it bounced off the ground as if the mud wouldn’t have anything more to do with it. But Richard Franke’s good daughter, Eve, was outside, rain pants and jacket bright against the darkening sky and darker firs, … Continue reading
Grapes—Claire Tollefsrud
The couple wanted children almost as badly as they wanted each other—their wedding bands were still shiny and unfamiliar on their fingers—so they made love almost every night in their new house. The rooms were mostly empty; the kitchen counter was white and cold. Then came the fruit bowl. The wife loved peaches, the husband … Continue reading
This Guy Should Have a Car—David Pounds
Man, fuck buses. The dregs of our society live on buses. And I don’t mean homeless people, like this isn’t my screwed up screed on the homeless or nothing. I just mean that it seems like if you are a terrible person or there is something wrong or offensive going on with you, you just … Continue reading
After Alice—Mike Gray
I The screams came from the girls’ bathroom—the one beside the stairs on the second floor. They echoed through the empty halls at around nine-thirty, just after Bethany McDaniel went in to wash her hands. Dawn knew Bethany, but only by name. She was the one who found Alice. She was the one who … Continue reading
Condolences—Robin Vigfusson
Marian Lundgren scanned the obituaries on her laptop in the living room while drinking one of her husband’s malbecs. This wine was called The Waxed Bat and it gleamed in the glass like black onyx. For one hazy instant, she understood why people became connoisseurs. It might be for the same reason others collected … Continue reading
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