Arctic sounds
I open my eyes and watch the tiny feet do their little dance under the door. I squeeze my eyes shut, open them again,…
Read MoreI open my eyes and watch the tiny feet do their little dance under the door. I squeeze my eyes shut, open them again,…
Read MoreDuring the war, ISIS set up camp in her father’s fields. The rebels fired rockets into town from their perches somewhere in the foothills….
Read MoreEditor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay, Amanda Cleary Eastep explores the interaction between…
Read MoreAt The Hermitage Community, the contemplative prayer center where I serve, we often remark to new guests that we give the gift or “permission”…
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