Detroit

10 Easy Pieces

375,000 Approximate number of white residents living in the Detroit Metro area in 1980. In 1947, the year that Ford …

Pacific Coast Highway

Whipping south on Highway 1, I can barely keep the Mustang below 80. Still, it feels like slow motion. I …

Stepping Outside the Circle

In a single lane, hundreds of us traveled upwards, leaving our worries behind in Washington as we passed a small green sign that read, “Now entering Oregon.” No passports or security checkpoints, only a humble welcome. As I eased onto Highway 30W, the road twisted and turned, making my heart race, especially when taken at 60 miles per hour. I thought, “This is the farthest I’ve ever driven alone.”

Hidden City Diaries

Over the past few months, I’ve alluded to a new project waiting in wings, something that earned the title, “Hidden …

Have and Have-Not

A couple of weeks ago, I attended the first installment of the Hugo House Literary Series, one of four events …

The Hero’s Journey

Last month, I flew to Detroit to visit my Uncle Buddy, the first time back home in 20 years. He was battling …

Earthly Pleasures

I sing the Body electric; The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them; They will not …

Vegas on the Half Shell

Vegas is the glistening grime stuck to the bottom of your shoe, the spent condom peppered in glitter that you …

Bridging the Past

Some things, like bridges, brick houses and my uncle’s wool newsboy cap, never go out of style.

Jackpot

When I was little, my Auntie Jill’s gaming prowess was legendary. She played games of chance with a mysterious aura …

5 Days in the Rust Belt

Motor City. Gray City. Pothole City. Ain’t exactly what I remember city. Henry Ford blue and yellow reed grasses stand …