Walking the Shoreline
Dock elongates winter cold, overwrought with broken shells, white and purple fragments, wood cake of seagull feathers, droppings. Lampposts extend to the clouds, like…
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Pioneering Women: Jackson, Wyoming—1920
When the ladies could suffer no more the squalor the men settled for, when they finally tired of nagging for petty things cowboys don’t…
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Why I am a Dolly Parton feminist
Editor’s note: Each Thursday, we feature a throwback piece from Topology’s predecessor, catapult magazine. In this essay, Katie Hoogendam, lauds the subversive celebrity of…
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Our bodies, our places
I do not know how exact a case might be made, but it seems to me that there is an historical parallel, in white…
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