Arcosanti
Three years ago, I stared up at the stars in the northern Arizona desert. I felt the smooth concrete of stargazing steps against my back.
Leftism in Limbo
At first glance, it seems that the culture wars never really ended; they simply slipped out of public consciousness temporarily.
The Todras Gorge
It stands, cavernous;
Homecoming
Upon first mention of break, you tell your mom how excited you are to see her again.
Scars
I am rolling down my aunt’s driveway in Colorado on a razor scooter.
Across the Political Pond
You’re in America, you’re busy, you don’t have time to keep up with politics all over the world. There are a lot of parties, a lot of elections. Who can follow all of them?
Starseeds
I first met AJ over Honey-Nut Cheerios in the cluttered kitchen of my aunt’s So-Cal home.
Losing It
You come to his house after practice having carefully showered and shaved in the girls’ locker room. You wear a green cotton dress he can pull over your head. Has, in fact.
Post-Thesis Life
Your thesis will get written, I promise. It will never be as good as they told you it was supposed to be.