Nature walk on concrete
byEditor’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
byI used to rise early each day to go for a run before the rest of my family woke. If there was even one…
Baboon bride
byThe summer I turned 16 was the summer of Sgt. Pepper, and I took a job as a zoo guide at Jungle Larry’s Safari…
Black Sphere of Night Vision
byLast pence spent riding Gatwick to shire, then on foot, haggard and tired. Three ragged miles, an hour in snow and storm along a…
A time to grieve
byAt the first signs of decline, I saw the illusion I’d buried in the depths of my subconscious float to the surface: I had…