As I write this, I have been home for less than one day after the Wild Goose Festival. It was a fun, engaging (very hot) event in a field in North Carolina that featured Century contributors like Amy-Jill Levine, Josh Scott, Lauren Sawyer, David Gushee, and more—along with many people we hope will be future writers for the magazine! The festival was great, but honestly the last 16 hours have been bliss. My desk. My couch. MY BED.
Beyond these comforts, there is something about being home (for those of us blessed with a safe home environment) that matters, something that involves belonging and being ourselves. Columnist Yolanda Pierce observes this dynamic on campus in a young person’s phone call home. Poet Bonnie Thurston seems to tap into a spiritual sense of home in a new poem about weekly church rituals.
“I couldn’t help but reflect on the human and spiritual value of something as simple as a phone call to or from home—those small gestures of connection that remind you that you are not alone in this world.”
“As a transgenic animal, OncoMouse blurs the boundary between humans and nonhumans. She breaks our understanding of what it means to be human and, consequently, she challenges what it means to be created in the image of God.”
