Robert Harris, Buffalo Artist
I now own four of his paintings, but this kind of stuffy collector language feels silly to use. People at his shows are always smiling, because it’s impossible to be art-gallery-serious around this work.
An Ohio Teacher Behind Confederate Lines
Lucy’s is not a white savior story. It’s a complex story about Black emancipation and white allyship, and how in the fight for justice and equity, the best of intentions is absolutely necessary, but often not enough. It’s about how history calls us to follow in their footsteps, but also find ways to do better.
Recovering Alice Dunbar-Nelson
An Underrated Writer and Survivor Tied to a Controversial Dayton Great.
Going Gently
I’m suddenly ablaze in light. All my worry has come down to the decision of compassionate, reasonable human beings. I would hug these medical heroes, including the hospice nurse, if they were present — virus be damned.
Alter
A poem by A.J. Frantz.
Skating with Lori Jakiela
Jakiela is a master of an essay form that is distinctly her own, a kind of integrated collage style that brings together her background as a journalist and the author of collections of poetry, weaving together quotes, facts, musings, digressions, and stories.
Of the Wolf
I stayed in Ireland for two weeks, a visitor, a tourist. Everywhere Sinead and I would go, we’d play a game Sinead invented called “Spot the American.”
Woman Singing in the Post Office
A poem by Cathy Barber.
Campus Weird
"Collegiate Gothic" Skewers Academia (and Ohio) in Fine Form
My Brother Is Not Broken
Instead, my long-held distaste for RFK Jr. and his antivaccine furor boils down to a far more basic impasse: You simply cannot make me see my brother as broken.
From a Five-and-Dime
A poem by William R. Stoddart.
Church of the Insane Clown Posse
The Juggalo identity and the internet emerged in tandem as secularism gave way to pop cultural spirituality.