Being Bethlehem
byI. O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by. Yet…
I. O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by. Yet…
Editor’s note: The following essay originally appeared in the winter 2012 issue of Geez Magazine. Planning to prepare for and celebrate Christmas brought me…
Editor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay, Brett Beasley writes about learning to believe…
Wyoming, Michigan Christmas in my household isn’t Christmas without these window stickers. We use the same ones every year. They’re simple cut-out shapes in…
Switchback winds blow argyle rain—momentary diamonds dissipating beyond our grey winter window. We hide the unpaid bills in books—keeping pleasant fiction places with Past…
Christ climbed down from His bare Tree this year and ran away to where there were no rootless Christmas trees hung with candycanes and…
According to Google (and who would ever argue with them…it?), thrift reached its zenith sometime just before the Great Depression and has been in…
We moved to Three Rivers, Michigan, 13 years ago during a snowy winter to live in a cottage on Pleasant Lake. The cold arrived…
Seasonality is one of so many beautiful aspects of living in Nicaragua. Everyone eats according to what is in season because imported produce from…