ESSAY: Election Day: A Quiet, Steady Count

The story of a director of elections in this year’s presidential race by Matthew Maitland Thomas Shortly after 1 a.m., Nov. 9, Christopher Thomas left his office at the Bureau of Elections in Lansing, Michigan, the state capital, and made the two-hour drive to Detroit. The state was too close to call. The entire national […]

ESSAY: Food and Family — Navigating New Holiday Traditions

by Holly Day From the time I began eating solid food, my parents stressed its importance. My mom — sentimental and with few cooking skills — loved the way food brought people together. My dad — a foodie with a fast metabolism — loved to eat. Every Sunday my mom would grocery shop. Later, my […]

ESSAY: The Day I Kicked A Murderer

ESSAY: The Day I Kicked A Murderer

by Brianna Stallings According to South Carolina serial killer Donald Henry Gaskins (better known as “Pee Wee” because of his 5’4” frame), the first time he ever heard his real name was in a courtroom. He was 15. Pee Wee had other nicknames during his life: “Junior Parrott,” “The Redneck Charles Manson” and infamously, “The […]

ESSAY: Nearby Frontiers

by Matthew Maitland Thomas The house was in a small, weed-choked town on the very outer rim of a tiny metropolis. Not far away there was a shuttered factory. Within sight of the factory was the ruin of a granary. On the main drag there was a Dairy Queen. Across from the DQ was a […]

ESSAY: Be Thankful for Floodplains

by Roy Schiff and Jessica Louisos We all should be more thankful for floodplains — the flat areas next to rivers onto which the water spills during a flood. We live, eat, shop and play in our floodplains. They store floodwaters to keep us safer. They capture sediment and take up nutrients to protect the […]

ESSAY: Still Life with Water

by Matthew Maitland Thomas Somewhere, as a child, I saw a painting of a harbor at twilight. The boats were neglected in their slips. The lines mooring them to the crumbling docks were frayed and slack. The cranes were idle. Sea birds perched on weathered, tilting pilings, which would someday (any day now) fall over […]

ESSAY: Elemental

by Melissa Perley I make my way down the crooked, wooden stairs, arms full of colorful towels, a canvas bag stuffed with sunscreen and snacks and my faded folding chair. My dog beats me to the bottom and darts off toward the water. Barefoot, I hobble awkwardly over the stoney beach looking for the perfect perch. […]

ESSAY: On Chickens

ESSAY: On Chickens

From The Breeze by Hannah Eschelbach They smell bad. They screech during test time. Inescapably loud. Sometimes they escape and chase innocent, frightened freshmen. They will eat the garden if you let them roam around. With all the murals on the walls and people playing guitars right there in the hallways, this is a weird […]

Not Not Prepared

by Hannah Eschelbach When I started to write this, I did not think “What am I even going to write about?” Now, I am not proceeding by just winging it; I had it all figured out beforehand. For you see, I am a teenager. It’s not like I don’t even know what I’m doing tomorrow […]

ESSAY: The Coming of Green

by Daniel  A.  Neary Jr. Between the whites of the melting snows and the whites of blooming apple blossoms, the green comes to Vermont. Usually in early May, it rolls northward and upward saturating the fields, bushes and trees with verdure. Naturalist Way Teale says spring green creeps northward at the average rate of about […]