by Raley Schweinfurth
The rain dusted the streets of Portland with a fine covering of shimmery droplets. My nose delicately pressed against the cool surface of the Lewis & Clark campus map as I quickly glanced up and through the windshield. My mother and I were having difficulty finding a place to park the car, and we couldn’t find the ubiquitous Parking Lot Number Four. Suddenly a silver cross materialized, perched on a building outlined against grey clouds. It was the Agnes Flanagan Chapel and my first clue that I was headed in the correct direction.
by Rachel Waddell
The bus’s brakes hissed and its doors creaked open as it settled next to the curb. Continue reading
by Madi Welch
“As a young 14-year-old woman I feel very aware at all times, of my safety in my community. I am aware of unwanted attention from men on the street. I am scared to the point that I barely feel OK going on a walk alone.” -Anonymous, Eugene (Count Her In 23)
by Megan Ruoff
“It’s a crab, it’s a buoy, no, it’s Joe!” my friend Sanya joked, reciting a line from a Deadliest Catch episode that we had happened upon while channel surfing one Thanksgiving Day.
by Sara Barkouli
On December 7th, 2015, president Donald Trump called for “a total and complete shut down of Muslims entering the United States” (qtd. in Obeidallah). Continue reading
by Vaughan Siker
XRAY FM is a local community radio station that aims to “hold a microphone up to the best and most distinctive of Portland” (XRAY). This now includes me. Continue reading
by Lucas Schwartz
“Box her out! Don’t let her get around the outside!” screams T-Nasty, one of Portland’s top blockers. Continue reading