London tired
London town I am done. Bruised and beaten down like a dusty old cur The shrine by a lamp. Please install the artificial voice…
Read MoreLondon town I am done. Bruised and beaten down like a dusty old cur The shrine by a lamp. Please install the artificial voice…
Read MoreTo be rooted is perhaps the most important and least recognized need of the human soul. It is one of the hardest to define. A human…
Read MoreThere is a stake in the ground just below the gully of willow trees, above the creek, in the back field of our farm…
Read MoreWe believe the one who has the power. He is the one who gets to write the story. So when you study history, you…
Read MorePozzi Farm, just outside of Valley Ford, California (2014) In the place where I grew up, there are many fences, barbed wires, stakes, and…
Read MoreIf I’ve learned nothing else, I’ve learned this: a question is a powerful thing, a mighty use of words. Questions elicit answers in their…
Read MoreEditor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay from 2012, Amelia Rhodes plants seeds with her…
Read MoreAmong the great struggles of man—good/evil, reason/unreason, etc.—there is also this mighty conflict between the fantasy of Home and the fantasy of Away, the…
Read MoreAs I dip my paddle into the still water and pull, the kayak slides forward in a fluid motion across the vibrant blue surface…
Read MoreI understand the story of my life in such a way that it is part of the history of my family or of this…
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