H.G. Who?
by“I’m going back in the time machine; I’ll be right back,” my daughter hollers from the backyard when it’s time to set the table….
children
The Edge
byGrafton, Ontario (2017) In this piece, my son Caspian stares out across the crest of a small hill to the road and fields north…
Musings on an inefficient life
byEditor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay from 2012, Sylvia Keesmaat explores the value of…
Muscle and bone
byI was sitting at the kitchen table on a rare lazy Saturday morning—no swimming lessons, no birthday parties, no sleepovers. My wife was still…
All in the neighborhood
byBecause the stranger knocking at our front door didn’t look like a Jehovah’s Witness or a candidate for political office, I opened the door…
Nashville
byThe slap-crack of skateboards hitting cement punctuates the air. The town park vibrates with laughter, conversation, dog yelps, honking horns. Overhead, dark clouds roll,…
From the Goshen Farmers Market: Kate Lind
byEditor’s note: This week, to tie together our previous issue theme of My Economy with the upcoming theme on Sharing Food, we’re publishing a…
Phoebe
byPhoebe says, I was up in the room by the trees making my girl’s bed and I could still smell her sleep.When I snapped…
Rich mom, poor mom—all in one
byEditor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay from 2006, Amy Carpenter Leugs examines the…
Never Enough
byHere comes the school supply list by pages. Crash! That’s 3 bikes needing new parts. Time for the well check, don’t forget the copay….