by Nina Boutsikaris ’09
Before I fall asleep I keep my eye on that spider, his body as big as a dime, legs spread out and gripping the wall of the wooden hut. I’m hot and itchy, and my eyes are swollen from allergies, but I pull the hood of my sweatshirt over my head and push my face against Luke’s shoulder. Someone hits a switch and the single light bulb on...
by Fran Markover '71
In Gabon, when the grandmothers speak, the president listens. . . .
—Bernadette Rebienot, Bwiti elder, grandmother of 23
In the Black Hills, on the back page of the Nation
The International Council of 13 Indigenous Grandmothers
gathers from each direction of grief...
by Kathryn Cooper '06
The outdoors is one of my favorite things to photograph, and when I was in Italy not long ago, I saw this opportunity and had time to snap just one shot. While on the serpentine roads of the Amalfi coast, our bus came to a stop and I saw the beautiful composition for a picture. I hesitated, then reached into my camera bag and took this picture by framing half...
by Steve Hill '03
It is the last week of July, and on CNN there is video footage showing thousands of Israelites and Jews from countries around the world making a pilgrimage to the Western Wall. The wall itself is stunning: ancient, desert in color, with small specimens of flora creeping out from the cracks in the...