January 3, 2019 by Katlyn Lindstrom

2018 Love Letters: One Love, Three Smokestacks

It took me 24 years to fall in love with my city. Lansing is a place that’s easy to take for granted: not as metropolitan as places like Chicago or Minneapolis or Detroit, not small or rural enough for the quaint, small-town/village vibe. Because of that, Lansing always felt like…

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2018 Love Letters: One Love, Three Smokestacks

#BlackLivesMatter: Some ways to learn more about systemic racism and to support those on the front lines for change.

June 2, 2020

I’ve thought a lot about how and what to say about George Floyd’s brutal and unnecessary murder in Minnesota, and the subsequent protests that have erupted across the country. The pain felt across our nation is not mine — I will never know what it feels like to worry for...

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I was assaulted on a run.

October 30, 2019

In July, I was assaulted from behind at around 6:00 a.m. while on a run in my parents’ neighborhood. The usual path I had been running that summer was in a somewhat isolated park with lots of trees and no lighting. Because my parents live less than a mile from...

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The Healing Power of Strong Shoulders

June 3, 2019

When I was growing up, I was really self-conscious of my shoulders. I hated how “imbalanced” my body felt with such broad shoulders and such skinny hips, and I vehemently avoided anything like cap sleeves that accentuated shoulders. I remember a time in middle school when my mother told me...

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