Sam’s Storybook

A body is not a shell

I’ve never been particularly attached to my body. I neglect it, hide it, use it as a coat rack. It has always felt like…

I’m too old to feel this young

I’m bad at imagining the future. I freeze anytime someone asks me for a five-year plan. I don’t know what…

Checking for missing pieces

My friend Abi told me once I was giving my brain too much credit, that other parts of the body feel things…

Ghost hunting on the failed 50th anniversary of Roe

They’ll have to drag me from Wisconsin

There is still so much to fight for.

A love letter to water and wind

I’ve loved figure skating for twenty years now. It’s pulling me…

Golden grief in a changing Northwoods

I’m scared of how much this place I love might change.

How do you chase time if it doesn’t exist?

I’m trying to “be present”

Trying to be warm

I guess I’m hard on myself