Fall 2016

Seeing Pink Elephants

Before 2016… It’s usually around seven when I wake up, when the circadian alarm announces it’s time to contend with a horrifying, if somewhat obscene, morning ritual known as the DTs—or, to employ a more gentle euphemism: “seeing pink elephants.” What this means is I go to the bathroom, close…

False Baptism

Rolling in from the lowlands every summer, a miasmatic mist intent on its pleasures. Wealthy enough to have the luxury of poor nerves, they preen and fawn over their kidneys, rheumatism, flour albus and scrofulitic afflictions, one group even carting up their own preacher,

Gospel River

Despite my animosity toward Sunday school and church: the huge helmets of grey hair capped by tight buns, flung back in hallelujahs; the spirit-filled oxblood wingtips loping to and from hard seats, and all the cloth— giant flowery dresses billowing up aisles, flapping dark suits and long ties lolling like…

Gone to Water

God didn’t give us no lakes in Canard County. Too much downhill, too much push to the water. So when the government decided we could use some help, they dammed up our rivers and they made us lakes. Had us make them. The people I come from were good enough…

Utopia Drive (Reece)

Erik Reece. Utopia Drive: A Road Trip Through America’s Most Radical Idea. New York, NY: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2016. 368 pages. Hardcover. $28.00. Utopia Drive: A Road Trip Through America’s Most Radical Idea by Erik Reece provides an opportunity to step away from current fractious political discourse and explore…