
Being Born Again
by T. J. Pancake I took freshman-year health class as a sophomore in high school. It’s mostly about sex, which you would think 15-year-olds would
by T. J. Pancake I took freshman-year health class as a sophomore in high school. It’s mostly about sex, which you would think 15-year-olds would
by Kathryn Smith Beneath my patio, a silent upheaval. Silent to me, though the ants hear it in their own way, a vibration humming their
by Ryan Stevens This year saw the launch of Microsoft’s Xbox One and Sony’s Playstation4, which have currently sold a combined total of over 13
by Pierrette Stukes These two teenage, giggling girls kept appearing before me. In the ticket line, as my husband and I bought our movie passes,
by Liz Mitchell What if I told you the word revival is not as musty as we once thought? What if the word revival is
by Karissa Knox Sorrell I walked down to the church kitchen to make a cup of instant coffee, piling in sugar and chalky powdered cream.
by Patrice Gopo I. Spin, I hear my thoughts say. Spin. And so I do. My right foot steps away from my left, and I am
by Patricia Bruininks On my right shoulder blade. At the Missing Piece studio. These are two answers
by Heather Caliri Dear Ants, I swore I wouldn’t use poison. The kids, you know? Also, the smell of the spray gives me the heebie-jeebies.
by Katherine Karr-Cornejo Every four years I’m drawn back in to something that I love that makes me feel ecstatic and heartbroken. There’s an emotional
Huge congratulations are in order for Julie Riddle, nonfiction editor for Rock & Sling. Riddle’s memoir was chosen for the American Lives Series from the University
Many Parishes by Adrian Gibbons Koesters BrickHouse Books, 2013 Hard, dense, sometimes frightening, Koesters’ collection leaves me in awe of her ability and fearlessness. While we were
by Emily Dufault My first, or maybe second, tattoo; I’m not quite sure. Softly flowing letters, paz, the Spanish word for peace, a little dove
by Annie Stillar Dear Callie, Happy birthday. This is your auntie. You have several, but I’m the funny one. I love fish tacos and eyebrow
Rock & Sling is on the lookout for correspondents who’ll bear witness to this world–its art, music, books, politics, faith, doubt–and blog about it right here. To
by Rafaela Acevedo-Field Between the UC Santa Barbara shootings and the passing of Maya Angelou, these past few days have been tough. When I read about Maya
by Amanda C.R. Clark My friend and scholar Dr. Eric Cunningham recently wrote a chapter in Becoming Beholders (Liturgical Press, 2014), titled “Beholding the Eschaton,”
by Kelli Hennessey I have always been heavy. I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t extremely aware of the limits of my body. I
by Lauren Michelle Major Have you ever walked in church alone? Have you paced the aisles of pews in the dark, walked the back hallways,
by Katrina J. Daroff A soggy leaf smacked across my face, leaving a trail of dirt on my cheek. I would have to wash my
by Miranda Cloyd Board: Unashamedly Laughed At This. Status: Public. Pins: 214. Analysis: You like to laugh. You’re easily entertained by well-timed pictures of animals
by Nicole Sheets I grew up in a church that prized certainty. Faith, I was told, was based on facts, not feelings. If you knew
A Review of The Pedestrians by Rachel Zucker 143 Pages, $18 ISBN: 978-1-933517-89-6 Wave Books, 2014 A woman sings “Hey Jude” with a voice
by Amanda C. R. Clark, Ph.D. In the Sant’Ignazio di Loyola church in Rome, entire walls are wreathed with relics in a macabre tapestry. Stretching
The latest issue of Rock & Sling was launched and lauded at the recent 10th anniversary party in Spokane. Be sure to get your wooly
Kaitlin Schmidt “Hi! Have you heard of Rock & Sling?” This is the inane question I started with as I stood at our booth, a
by Harmony Button One Sunday morning, my brother and I woke up early and, while our parents were still asleep, we changed all the clocks
Stop and see us at table P24 in the bookfair. Freebie broadsides, poetry singles, buttons, back issues, and more. Plus t-shirts and issue 9.1, featuring
by Stacy Keogh I’m not much of a shopper. Mother worked in retail for most of my childhood and insisted I keep an eye out
by Ryan (Flyn) Stevens I was little, very little, when Naked Boy came into being. He had no alter ego, because I was too young
Although it’s pretty darned wintry here at R&S HQ, we thought we’d share a poem that anticipates a greener season. Enjoy “Gardens” by R&S subscriber
by the Rev. Liv Larson Andrews Advent is here. For most, however, these weeks of December are not a separate season but are already Christmas.
by Patricia Bruininks Hope. Peace. Joy. These words are ubiquitous this time of year. Their meaning is fundamental to the story of Christ’s birth, and they
by Judith Shadford My response to running water is instinctive, right up there with my response to Wagner, Rachmaninoff, Charles Villiers Stanford, Harry Potter, David
by Maggie Montague Shalom was how my grandfather greeted us as my family was ushered through the door of his 300 square foot apartment in
by Katie Cunningham Left, left The plans are to meet at the Bon Odori at 2:00. This is a soft time: when your uncle
by Mackenna Kuehl Instructions: Remember to set your alarm for 6:15 am, the exact time when you need to go and wake your mother up.
We ask our contributing authors to consider the role of faith in their work, or in the pieces in our issue. It adds some depth
by the Rev. Martin Elfert The scar runs up my forehead, starting just above my right eyebrow. Perhaps half an inch wide at the bottom,
Those of us here at Rock & Sling are pleased as punch that our editor, Thom Caraway, has just been named the first poet laureate
by Jenny Brown For those who are led by the Spirit of God are the children of God. The Spirit you received does not make you
by Kellan Day Go my children with my blessing, never alone. Waking, sleeping, I am with you; You are my own. This one line of
by Gregg Brekke Listening has consequences. A number of years ago, I was teaching in Micronesia. One day, Noah, the principal of our high school,
by Katherine Karr-Cornejo When I mention to people that I’m assigning a science fiction novel to read in a course I’ll be teaching soon, I
by Nicole Sheets I’m less than a month away from my own nuptials, so a chunk of my summer reading has been accounts of weddings
by Matt Comi Matt Comi: Tell me about yourself, briefly. Gala Bent: Mother of three, wife of one, lover of books, watcher of water, eater
by Erica Salkin This summer, I had the privilege of attending the wedding of one of my husband’s co-workers. The ceremony was held at one
by Gregg Brekke We tend to think that popular people such as Peter Jennings and Justin Bieber are friendly, international-border crossers. We ignore the OH
by Erika Koss During a 2003 interview, Baz Luhrmann’s motives were questioned for bringing Puccini’s celebrated opera La Boheme to Broadway. The director answered straightforwardly:
John Taylor is an R&S editorial assistant and recent Whitworth grad. He interviewed contributor Jeff Dodd. John Taylor : You’ve said that much of your
by Erika Koss “I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.” American fiction is rife with characters who
by Tracy Simmons It’s faded now, often covered by socks or pant legs. What was once a symbol of pride has now become a branding,
by Erika Koss This was the question my friends and I asked, repeatedly, back in 1990, when we were required to read The Great Gatsby
by Alicia Peebles Less Sometimes I dreamed of myself as Puerto Rican, sometimes Native American, sometimes Japanese. It depended on the friends that I made.
by Jackie Wallace My dad has this library. It’s mostly history books, and books on various religions. He has a whole corner of the room
by Emily Grant Dave Harrity, featured in Rock & Sling (vol. 8.1) is the creator of Antler. According to their web site, “through onsite workshops, print
by Pierrette Rouleau Stukes “Are you a believer?” the veterinarian asked. My one hundred and two pound Labrador, Jack, strained and wiggled against his prong collar.
by Susan Vander Kooi I decided to interview Scott Kolbo, who made the artwork for the cover of Rock & Sling 8.1. We shot a few
by Matthew Burns At the small rural school where I’ve been teaching for almost two years, I’ve apparently managed to become known within student circles
by John A. Taylor I was sitting with Thom, our managing editor, watching a hipster specimen meander through the rows of booths near our table,
by Amy Rice and Janine Darragh Janine and I knew we liked to read YA literature. We also might have deduced (Barnes & Noble’s signs
by Ann Huston The first poem I remember writing happened in the middle of church on a Sunday morning. I was in elementary school, and
by Jacquelyn Wheeler I was at Grandie and Poppa’s house, its weird guest room with the rainbow bed spread, the baseball lamp, the plaques on
We ask our contributing authors to consider the role of faith in their work, or in the pieces in our issue. It adds some depth
By Amy C. Rice Networking is such a boring word. I am not saying networking isn’t useful or important, but the word itself does not
by Kathryn Smith “Look at the fig tree and all the trees. As soon as they sprout leaves you can see for yourselves and know
by Julie Riddle “You have to go to considerable trouble to live differently from the way the world wants you to live. That’s what I’ve
by Nathan Hauke I’m given to write poems. I cannot anticipate their occasion —R Creeley, A Quick Graph It’s December already and the windows are
by Liv Larson Andrews I love the four tenets of the [AC] campaign: worship fully, spend less, give more, love all. I am glad to
We have most of the content settled for issue 8.1. The issue will be something of a theme issue, featuring work from some of the
by Jeremiah Webster If Madame Sosostris shuffled her “wicked pack of cards” today, would there be the hanged man, the “lady of situations,” the great
With delivery scheduled for Monday, here’s another look into the coming issue. Artist’s statement by Emelie Ånskog How I breathe I was in London and
7.2 is almost ready to ship, so here are some glimpses into the issue. Subscribers will have it in hand by the end of the
If you signed up for our mailing list, or just picked up complimentary copies of our most recent issues at the Festival of Faith and
We are in the bookfair at Calvin College’s excellent event, hanging out with lots of other great Christian publishers and journals. If you’re in Grand
We’ll be hosting a poetry salon with Laurie Lamon and Nance Van Winckel at the Community Building in downtown Spokane at the end of April.
Jeremiah Webster In 1858, Heinrich Schliemann (retired at thirty-six after success as a military contractor) set out to discover the walls of Troy that he
Blaine Eldredge IV. AWP has vindicated my use of superlatives. And it has made the abstract world of language concrete. It was, in short, fantastic.
Cherise Hensley III. The Association of Writers and Writing Programs Conference, or AWP, is a game-changer for any student even remotely interested in publishing. I
Karina Basso II. AWP was a whirlwind of literature, pins, postcards, and coffee. I was so overwhelmed by the hundreds of tables of MFA programs,
Matt Comi I. It place things into a new frame. I think that was of particular importance. I had a whole set of presuppositions about
Joshua Robbins For Week 1 of the Extreme Writing Makeover, the key is to select a piece from your back catalog that needs to be
Joshua Robbins I think it was a Monday last month that the road leading to our street was overtaken by flatbed semis hauling shipping containers,
Jeremiah Webster “We’re so pretty, oh so pretty, vacant.” – The Sex Pistols We had driven past midnight and needed sleep. The last four exits
featuring work from: Tara Ballard Michele Burkey Jackson Culpepper Kristin George Michael Gray Matthew E. Henry Adam Hughes Jeremy B. Jones Laurie Klein Alyse Knorr
Kathryn Smith Ours is a God who lives in every sort of dwelling, with every sort of person, whether we live in a house or
Kathryn Smith There are plenty of places in our West Central neighborhood for Isaiah’s prophecy to take hold. Who are the captives? What devastations –
Kathryn Smith What does it mean, in the year 2011, in an urban setting, to prepare the way of the Lord? What if a neighbor’s
Kathryn Smith What struck me about today’s gospel—in addition to the ominous imagery—is that notion that the Lord’s coming will surely happen at night. So
Morgan Feddes The end of the year is notorious for many things. Among them: Stress. Top [insert number here] Lists of the holiday season. Late
Joshua Robbins As we enter Advent’s home stretch, I’ve found myself wishing the season’s anticipation would feel…well, more sublime. But, then again, I wonder if
Kristina Pfleegor Jeremiah 31:21 A little girl climbing a tree falls on her back, lungs jarred. The sky is a darting school of minnows. The
Laurie Lamon *Editor’s note: Our second Pushcart Prize nomination goes to Cathy Bobb, who had two poems in issue 6.1 (~thom). Cathy Bobb is a
Morgan Feddes There’s a website you may have heard of before. It’s called Twitter. Depending on your experience with said website, you have just had
Joshua Robbins For nine months I daydreamed about what it would be like to write with a little one in the house, about how a
This is the first of our Pushcart nominations for 2011. Sometimes, as an editor, the drudgery of reading submissions can make one want to put
Rock & Sling is pleased to announce its nominations for the 2011 Pushcart Prize “To the Reverend Arnold Kenseth” by Ray Amorosi (issue 6.1) “Day
Joseph Edwin Haeger “He’s the most intimidating pitcher in the history of baseball.” “Because of the beard?” “Well, that helps. Would you want to go
Jeremiah Webster – noun ( /ˌænəɡˈnɒrɨsɨs/; Ancient Greek: ἀναγνώρισις) the moment in a play or other work when a character makes a critical discovery. “What is
Kristina Pfleegor Every six weeks or so, instead of going to a Sunday-morning service, the members of my church do some kind of activity to
The Occupy Wall Street mentality is nothing new. Brian C. Baer I was lucky enough to catch a screening of John Carpenter’s cult classic They
Looking for something to do with the remainder of your weekend? Whelp, good luck. But when that long and glorious weekend reaches an end and
Jeremiah Webster Last year I drove a friend from out of town (Midwest kindred sort) along a road that ran parallel with the Cascade Mountain
by Brian C. Baer In Rapid City, the man turns to Bridget, the twenty-something in the plastic seat next to him. “You know,” he tells
by Jeremiah Webster My two year old son has a Radio Flyer scooter: classic red with streamers that blow in the breeze with near-patriotic flair.
Ben Everett Music. Music is bound within a web of outside influences which brand themselves onto each song we listen to. In essence, music is
For the believer, according to Westphal, ambivalence begins with the awakening to the ontological poverty of the believing soul. The realization is expressed in phrases
by Sarah Glady See. You’re 16. You live in Phoenix. And you’re in love with lighters. Well, more or less. All your friends are lighting
We ask our contributing authors to consider the role of faith in their work, or in the pieces in our issue. It adds some depth
by Liv Larson Andrews for Patty, with love and groaning Wendell Berry argues that only when we begin to do the necessary things for each
This piece is published in our 6.2 journal released this summer. Psalm 148 Praise the Lord a clowder from heaven of cats Praise the
I am—and I will tell you right now that this is a terrible way to be and I’m sorry and I will promise to try
by Jacquelyn Wheeler In a sermon series about spiritual revival, John Mark Comer preached a sermon called, “Born After Midnight,” in which he asserted that
by Pax Gutierrez-Neal Hebrew apocrypha contains the legend of Lilith, the first wife of Adam. She, like Adam, was created from dust and clay. In
It seems we’ve been sluggardly here on the R&S blog, but I assure you such is not the case. The new issue is coming together,
Jessie van Eerden’s essay “Raised Up, Wet-Headed” appears in the most recent issue (Vol. 6 Issue 1) of Rock and Sling. In the late 90s,
by Lauren Rush But now I must return to the proper showering procedures. Upon exiting said edifice, you must perform the act of towel drying.
by Lauren Rush There is much confusion amongst my brothers and sisters as to the cleansing of the Ringlet. Since I cannot repeat it in
by Lauren Rush Peace be with you, my brothers and sisters of the Ringlet. Whenever I think of you, I am filled with joy and
by Claire LePage, Lauren Rush, & Caitlin Wheeler Number of Blasphemous Jokes We Made: 5 Number of Octopi Sighted: 6 Number of International Foods Eaten:
We ask our contributing authors to consider the role of faith in their work, or in the pieces in our issue. It adds some depth
Artwork Gala Bent Poems Shannon Amidon \ Psalm Ray Amorosi \ Two Poems Janet Barry \ Two Poems Cathy Bobb \ Two Poems Beth Cooley
The new issue is at the printer, and should be in our hands soon, and then in our subscribers hands, and on news stands around
by Mary McGinnis Are you the transparent look of First Woman waking? Are you First Man’s thick and awkward tongue? Are you water of mistakes?
By Kyle Broeckel Timothy and Mary live beneath the overpass five minutes from my house. A little-used bike path runs alongside Escondido’s drainage canal, then
By Steve Doughty People waiting for the plane to arrive weren’t that crowded, so there was no need for the two of them to press
by Claire LePage I watched Kill Bill while waiting for my grandpa to die last week. I wanted to watch A River Runs Through It,
by Sarah Wells Jesus is dancing like no one is watching his partner. He smiles and twirls a girl in a satiny top and high
by Britt Tisdale Staton Self-discovery is a good thing, right? I learned something about myself as I tried to review Gina Ochsner’s The Russian Dreambook
We are still looking for poetry, fiction, and essays, you writers out there. We have ten days of reading left for the winter issue, so
by Jeremy Huggins When I was a child, I went fishing with two friends and their fathers. My father came along. I said that I
by Nicole Sheets This essay is part of a work in progress about my relationship with the Blessed Virgin Mary and her iconography, superpowers, and
by Linda Annas Ferguson He took one of his ribs and closed up the flesh at that place. Genesis 2:21 As we lie side by
by Tania Runyan We knew Preacher Man had it all wrong, the 6’4″ senior who pinned kids to their lockers with the Four Spiritual Laws,
By Heather Wallace, assistant editor Layers of meaning are a thing of beauty and a joy forever. This literary sense is a particular pleasure for
By Vic Bobb, fiction editor The past half century has seen a remarkable number of talented Serbians contribute to the world’s store of interesting and
Grandma Says: Gentle with the piecrust. It’s urinate, not pee. A nip of brandy is okay. Interrogate God. ~by Laurie Cutter Though she is presently
Rock & Sling is back, and getting ready for our first issue, due out in December. We are accepting submissions, and selling subscriptions, both of