The Seashore
Before the sixth grade, my world was small. I lived in the same house and walked to our K-6 school, at the edge of…
Read MoreBefore the sixth grade, my world was small. I lived in the same house and walked to our K-6 school, at the edge of…
Read MoreOn a fresh-washed April day 25 years ago, I sat in my car in the driveway before the brick country house that was to…
Read MoreEditor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay, Karissa Knox Sorrell recalls the holiness of…
Read MoreWe gathered around the television as the news helicopter broadcast images of the Van Norman dam, damaged in the recent earthquake. Civil engineers were…
Read MoreWe sight the mornings softly Take to them easy The scent of the wood and coffee Our cup is filling Outside the river flows…
Read MoreEditor’s note: The following is an excerpt from a blog the author kept while walking the Camino de Santiago in northern Spain, accompanied by…
Read MoreEditor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay, Gwen DiPietro explores the lessons her family…
Read MoreSo the first thing you have to understand is that the junior high school bus was like a playground for bullies, and the bullies,…
Read MoreFor two years, my daily commute included the international border crossing from Ciudád Juarez to El Paso, Texas, and back. I was a U.S….
Read MoreA few things make the 105 Sherbrooke bus stand out in my mind. It was dreadfully slow. Over its two-mile route every block had…
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