Letter from the Editor

I was born with a few vision issues: amblyopia, nearsightedness, third-nerve palsy. So, I always wondered if I saw things how other people saw them. Once I was camping in the mountains in Washington with friends, and one of them looked off into the evergreen valley...
Meeting Strangers

Meeting Strangers

“What brings you to Salt Lake?” I ask the man sitting next to me on the train. “I was visiting my ill father in Portland, and now I’m here for the night before going back to Spain,” the man replies. “Spain? Are you from there?” “Of sorts,” he replies. “I train...
I’m a bag lady.

I’m a bag lady.

My mom will tell you that I’m a bag lady. I have a weakness for bags of all sizes, colors, shapes, and functions, and I hoard them shamelessly. In a single day, I might use three or four different bags. When I studied in London last summer, the occasion indisputably...