The End or the Beginning?
The sunshine gleams on the windowsill, refracting through the glass and gracing everything it touches with its presence. The soft beams begin to intensify,...
Humans of St. Olaf
There are so many things we do in the day that we get very little time to do things that we really like. Taking...
ruminations on trust.
I trust you. From what I collect, you are to be trusted. I recognize that I cannot control your actions or the thoughts that...
Microfiction Corner
My heart is racing. My palms are sweaty. My knees are definitely weak because I haven’t left my room in two weeks, and my...