Nature walk on concrete
Editor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay from 2004, Amy Carpenter-Leugs reflects on the notion…
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Running into darkness
I used to rise early each day to go for a run before the rest of my family woke. If there was even one…
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Baboon bride
The summer I turned 16 was the summer of Sgt. Pepper, and I took a job as a zoo guide at Jungle Larry’s Safari…
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Last pence spent riding Gatwick to shire, then on foot, haggard and tired. Three ragged miles, an hour in snow and storm along a…
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A time to grieve
At the first signs of decline, I saw the illusion I’d buried in the depths of my subconscious float to the surface: I had…
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