All posts of Mia Pohlman

See You at Shipyard: Year three, Sept. 17 & 18, 2021

 The Shipyard is back after a brief pandemic hiatus for its third year of food, fun and your favorite people in one place, raging to your old favorite bands and discovering new music to put on repeat. This year, we’re on The Grounds at Century Casino Friday and Saturday, Sept. 17 and 18, with two […]

Making Pakodi with Shvetha Gohn

It’s a Friday afternoon, and I’m at Shvetha and Adam Gohn’s home in Cape Girardeau. As their two dogs Darwin and Bretta welcome me, and Bretta curls into the couch beside me, Shvetha tells me about her love of food and her travels to places as close as St. Louis and Chicago where she’s traveled […]

ritual: letter from the editor

Χάος is one of my favorite Greek words. Not only is it fun to say, pronounced from the back of the throat kind of like hawking up a loogie, but it also translates to “chaos,” and describes perfectly one of my favorite Greek phenomenons: recess. At the school I taught at in Athens, when the […]

Making Stained Glass: Anna Zembsch creates

We show up at Anna Zembsh’s home studio in Cape Girardeau, and she shows us around, introduces us to her cats Bubbles and Lil’ Craig; points out the sternum from an armadillo she found, brought home and boiled (apparently, it made the house smell awful, but it makes a cool shelf decoration now); and explains […]

The Ritual of the Body: Marian Johnston, doula

Witnessing to Labor Ritual unites soul with body. Through our attention to what is before us in ritual, we bring ourselves to the present moment, which we inhabit because we have a body to be physically present in. Our body is vessel, container, holding space, a tabernacle to reverence through which we experience the world. […]

spark

photographs by aaron eisenhauer words by mia pohlman there is a girl who writes stories. she lives in the forest, at the deserted sea, on the deepest level of the highest mountain shaped like hope. whatever she writes, appears. stars, darkness, tiny balls of light strung on strings across trees. did you pay attention in […]

letter from the editor, Spring 2021

“I want an adult to tell me it’s hard to be a teenager.” My friend Erin, an incredible young person, said this to me over the summer. One of her teachers had told her class they should enjoy their time now as teens before they become adults, because it’s the easiest life will ever be. […]

On Anger: What women in books, songs, movies and life have taught me

Anger is something I’ve been thinking about and experiencing lately. It’s an emotion pervading our country right now, and because of that, in many cases and in many ways, I believe, pervading our private lives, too. It is an emotion that, left untransformed, can cause disorder and darkness. I don’t want to live like that.  […]