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The Crossings

The Intersection of Faith and Art.

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Student Writer in Residence

how to write when i’m happy?

By Bryce Yoder, Student Writer in Residence I’m in a good mood today,which is good for mebecauseI meanwho doesn’t wanna be in a good mood? But unfortunately,it’s bad news for you‘cause there are certain things I can’t dowhen my disposition... Continue Reading →

Dandelion Wishes

By Bryce Yoder, Student Writer in Residence I went outside in a sweatshirt and jeansand I thought to myself,damn, could it be spring?But more than the expected changing of the seasons,I have reasons to want a new beginning.It’s not about... Continue Reading →

By Bryce Yoder, Student Writer in Residence

Sometimes I wonder if the art I contribute to this worldis hurled into it in a positive or negative way.I often find myself struggling to think of things to say,so I resort to letting my emotions lead the way -paint... Continue Reading →

The Color of My Own Eyes

By Bryce Yoder, Student Writer in Residence I’ve never really known the color of my own eyes.Anytime I’ve been asked,I’ve marked on the line that they’re hazelbut I don’t think that’s right.There’s a little bit of blue,a little bit of... Continue Reading →

Writer’s Block

By Bryce Yoder, Student Writer in Residence Call it a cube,maybe five by five by five.Call it a brick,smash a window and revive.Call it a Lego and I’ll build you up a masterpiece.Call it a chopping block, I’ll beg for... Continue Reading →

The Worries I Find in Leafless Branches

By Bryce Yoder, Student Writer in Residence There’s a part of me that finds nice weather in late November…a touch unsettling.Don’t get me wrong,I’m a sucker for 55 with a light breeze,sun maybe partially obscured behind some wispy cotton ballsbut... Continue Reading →

An Ode to the Lo-Fi Hip Hop Girl

By Bryce Yoder, Student Writer in Residence An Ode to the Lo-Fi Hip Hop GirlI hope her notebook fills eternaland her ink well never dries.I hope her hand, it never crampsand her headphones never die.Though she may toil in academic limboI... Continue Reading →

The Dull Heartbeat of a Crying Nation

By Bryce Yoder, Student Writer in Residence The steady,breathless,thump thump.thump thump.thump thump.I hear it every morning,every night -with every retweet and every likea nation holds it breath.And you can feel the tension in the pit of its chest.I woke up... Continue Reading →

Self Portrait

By Bryce Yoder, Student Writer in Residence Let me break out my fountain pen,paint you a picture:A senior in college feeling sort of like a grifter,a drifterafloat in a world he’s still learning,writing poemsproseand punny linesto keep the firewood in... Continue Reading →

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