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Martin Luther King in Dayton
Although the irony is not lost on us that the Martin Luther King Jr. holiday falls on the forty-seventh presidential inauguration, EbonNia and Black Palette Art Gallery provide beacons of communal light and hope.... We must remain a kind, resilient people who are not afraid to be vocal and broadcast empathy. We are never too old to learn and embrace new information.
Iowa, Derecho, 2020
By Tara Labovich dad and i stood at the threshold of the empty apartment as [...]
Slap Shot in Flood City
Slap Shot — the rare sports comedy about capitalism's transition from Fordism to FIRE industries! — doesn’t give a shit about winning.
Homesteading in Soulard, St. Louis
Soulard today is seen as one of St. Louis’s most vibrant neighborhoods. It has gained residents while the city’s population has fallen. However, it remains the exception to how the city pursues redevelopment.
from Boyne River Daybook
A poem by Andrew Grace.
Living the Tiny Cabin Life
The cabin guidelines ask you to be courteous and not too loud for your neighbors. No one near us was loud, even though most of the cabins appeared to be occupied. There are rules about too many people gathering at one site, to deter parties. This wouldn’t be the place to bring a big group and play drinking games.
On Running Out of Gas in Rural Missouri
Notes on fatherhood and petroleum
before there were settlers
A poem by Rowan Tate.
Ohio Pie – Columbus Style Pizza Pioneers
Thanks to Massey’s passion for and proselytization of thin dough and introduction of pepperoni, Columbus pizzerias had developed a distinct style and taste all their own: thin, yeasted crust; a sweet leaning sauce; provolone cheese; generous toppings; party-cut, rectangular pieces; and for some, a cornmeal dusted crust so the dough wouldn’t stick to the deck oven surface.
Bloomfield
A poem by Margaret Saigh.
A Sunday Resident
By Taylor Kovach I never watch sports teams, But the Lions were in the playoffs, [...]
Below the Renaissance Towers
A poem by Cal Freeman.
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