The Crossings

The Intersection of Faith and Art.

G(r)ay Matters

By Ada Veijola It was so simple back then. It was the first day of spring. The air smelled like a mixture of mud and leaves and the scent that worms bring up with them when they crawl out of... Continue Reading →

Playing with Fire

By Gabrielle Swartzentruber The twinkle in your eyes Lights the blazing inferno In your smile, and is the Gunpowder in your laughter Unbridled and booming, Yet is merely ash hinting At the volcanic love Underneath. I try to cling to... Continue Reading →

Lessons of Control, Learned in the Paradox of Sexuality

By Mahalia Gaff When I was in middle school, I first touched myself. It scared me, how I felt in that moment. But ultimately, the fear won out and I didn’t do it again, at least not for many, many... Continue Reading →

Doughnuts and Squatters

By Jamie Mast When my RA (Residential Assistant) suggested we should go out and do something fun for the night, I was thinking of bowling, or at the very least, a run to Dairy Queen. It wasn’t either of those,... Continue Reading →

The Blue Dog Democrat ate my homework

By Clay Sidenbender The canine ate my homework,He shredded it bit by bit;And I worked hard on the Green New Deal,My grandfather just laughed it,A bill ending with lots of zeros,So important that I won’t quit.When read the numbers out... Continue Reading →

Unveiling a Hidden Truth

By Gerard Hall As Scout drifted off to sleep, he heard arguing coming from his parents’ bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what they were arguing about, but it didn’t matter. All he knew was that they were upset about something.... Continue Reading →


By Myka Ellenwood The darkness seemed to swallow the small amount of light cast from the headlights. Louise felt tears starting to well up in her eyes. She shook her head, trying to expel the tears. She drove for what... Continue Reading →

The Inhuman Exchange

By Clayton Sidenbender “Will the world ever forgive us for what we’ve done?” John Pendleton wondered aloud, his voice cutting through the howling wind. No one, not even Jagmeet, the philosopher, offered an answer. The faint sound of chewing from... Continue Reading →


By Francisco Salazar Saudade is a difficult word to define because it involves a lot of feelings such as loneliness, craving, and pain. Bell, a Portuguese writer, describes saudade as "a vague and constant desire for something that does not... Continue Reading →

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