"I didn’t know it then, but I needed those windows...that wall of blue between my heart and the world."
"The snow f e l l like a miffed god took bites of cumulus clouds—spat them down / from heaven, o n t o my Midwest."
Kelsey Ronan’s 'Chevy in the Hole' reimagines the city some of us never knew.
Strip-mining destroyed the landscape of central Ohio--and the lungs of many workers. What will it take to build a healthier future?
A poem of erasure.
Andy Warhol, the Rust Belt, and me.
In the Carnegie Museum's holiday presepio, a mingling of the sacred and profane.
On Howard Street, in downtown Akron, Black life and culture flourished.
Growing up in my rural Ohio town, the mall was our refuge. It could also be dangerous.
Portraits and reflections on the legacy of Black women artists and arts workers in Chicago.
Before my junior year of college, in 1972, I worked at the manufacturing plant where my father was a foreman. It was an education.
On the eroding shores of Lakes Michigan and Huron, a buried eighteenth-century lumber port, and the stakes of inaction.