By Daniel Hooker I’m tired of everything being abbreviated. I keep on asking folks what IDK means. They keep telling me, “I don’t know.” ~ I’ve been reading a horror in braille, just to practice my skills. I know something bad is going to happen. I can feel it. I’ve already got goose bumps! ~…
“Grief Age Love” is a new anthology written by over 30 Vashon poets, and edited by Jeanie Okimoto. This month we conclude our spotlight on this work with “Looking” by Jessika Satori. Thank you to Jeanie Okimoto and to the poets for sharing your poetry with Loop readers! Looking Looking over my blue denim’d shoulderMy…
There are fireworks over Vashon. It was a game of Small Domination, of monkey-off-the-back vindication. The Seahawks won the Super Bowl. They became the best team in the National Football League by winning little battles, by making a long string of right decisions. The losers, the New England Patriots, took an almost certain Super Bowl…
By Marc J. Elzenbeck North America was raised on Sheriffs standing up for the rights of their constituents, for modest pay plus risk to life and limb. Hollywood regaled us with their tales, often in Western movies. As the highest law enforcement officer in a county, Sheriffs had a tough job. Sometimes they had to…
By Caitlin Rothermel There is something we can probably all agree on. Even right now. It’s something you may or may not think about. You want to take care of your nervous system. You want to be able to calm it down. You don’t want it running on high all the time. You may be…
By Seán C. Malone and John Sweetman I suppose Seán’s story of the “Turtle Rock” might have begun years ago when we both lived in the obscure eastern Washington town of Republic. I had been the mill manager of the Day Mines for a time. It had been one of the only gold mines…
By John Bean In “House of the Dead,” Fyodor Dostoevsky reveals his conviction that the quality of a civilization can be judged by how it treats its prisoners. If you believe in a strongman society ruled by force, then prisons might look like El Salvador’s notorious CECOT – a site for Kristi Noem’s appalling photo-op in front…
By Pam (“Gates”) Johnson Almost seven weeks in of staring at the four walls of my front room. My back surgery went well, but I came out of it looking at a couple of months of recuperation. When getting discharged, I was given the option of going to a rehab place or going home. Since…