The Crossings

The Intersection of Faith and Art.


February 2020

The Thief and the Shadow

By Gabrielle Swartzentruber The universe is ruled by noneSave for only two,Time - dictator of a death march,Hope – leading a coup.The wizened three servants of TimeCut their victim’s cords.With their golden scissors they ruleAs eternal lords.The hardy followers of... Continue Reading →

How should I express a character’s emotions?

"I'm sad" and "she felt angry" are oversimplified, boring, and clearly not the best choices for emotional descriptions. Sorry if I offended anyone who has ever written a description like that (I'm sure most of us have at some point.... Continue Reading →

Blessed Be Your Name

By Michelle Moraitis Reaching the bottom step, I shuffled through the dim hallway to where the morning sun was invading the yellow walls of the kitchen with its presence, the rays getting tangled in the messy tendrils of my mother’s... Continue Reading →

All Good Things

By Lynn Ford I hadn’t wanted to break up with him. But to me, it seemed inevitable. All good things come to an end: the phrase just popped in my head, out of nowhere. I was walking with him when... Continue Reading →

A Long Walk to Understanding

By Alayna Wort The last line in Nelson Mandela’s memoir, “A Long Walk to Freedom,” says “But I can rest only for a moment, for with freedom comes responsibilities, and I dare not linger, for my long walk is not... Continue Reading →

Another Time?

By Mahalia Gaff Conversation—empty; bland.Time—passing; slowly.Hurry—split, splat.Food—falling from his mouth.Eyes—dropping to my lap.Shame—how could I say yes to this?Check—please and thank you.Another time?I think not.

24-Hour Theatre Program Review

By Jamie Mast From all across campus actors, writers, directors, and managers gathered to pull off the unthinkable. With a limit of twenty-four hours they worked with one goal in mind: to write and produce five different ten-minute dramas with... Continue Reading →

The Race Card Project

My street: one name, two colorsBeautiful smiles in brown faces lit.Race was never intended for discrimination.I wish white people could stop.Not you, you’re different.White—make me uncomfortable, teach me. Purple, Green, Orange, Blue. Who cares?to better ourselves we must loveWe're all... Continue Reading →

Chugging Away

By Michelle Moraitis Smoke smudged the pure blue sky as the train approached like a giant caterpillar inching its way across the countryside, growing in size as it approached Orchard Lake Station. Madeline trembled on the station platform, tendrils of... Continue Reading →

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