The Flint I grew up in was different. It was much more full of life. Don’t get me wrong, we were still considered poor, but there was something there. A pulse. A sense of community and industry, even as the "last hired, first fired" reality of deindustrialization began to take its toll. We had neighbors, block parties, and a feeling that we were part of a city that, while tough, was still whole.

Today, I was taking care of some business and swore I saw a woman that looked like my sister.

I was pursuing a career, marriage, money, kids, titles, material things, etc.  I guess it takes working with terrible people and in relation

What happened to customer service?

MiEon is a brief show covering various topics related to their writing journey.

by Danielle Salisbury This article was released discussing various deaths from COVID-19 within 24 hours, and Jessie W. Smart, my father, ...

Do people think it's okay to walk up and touch you?

Felicia addresses the hope that people will do their jobs at least minimally.

The height of Covid was bad, but we learned some good things.