Rondo: Beyond the Pavement Has Been Selected to Various 2019 Film Festivals
September 24, 2019
Saint Paul Almanac Announces Our Next Executive Director!
September 23, 2019
Saint Paul Almanac: Resistance and Resilience, Volume 12! Book Release Party
September 23, 2019
Saint Paul Almanac: Resistance and Resilience, Volume 12 Book Release Party! Wednesday, September 18, 7:30 p.m. Securian Financial Club at CHS Field 360 Broadway Street Saint Paul, MN 55101 The
Art by Demont Peekaso Pinder
I Wish
By Allysza Castile ● September 16, 2019
Last night I woke up out my sleep and I cried for you. I tried to hold it in, but my tears just flowed like an endless river that would
West Saint Paul
By Roberto Sande Carmona ● September 16, 2019
Tengo un headache. Maybe it’s the combinación de lenguas en my head, on the billboards (espectaculares, dice mi abi), y en las conversations of people pasando por Cesar Chavez Street.
Art by Demont Peekaso Pinder
Survive These Evil Fates
By Valerie Castile ● September 15, 2019
Children are a gift from God, a small, innocent replica of ourselves. Our job as parents is to love, nurture, protect, and teach, to bring forth the great qualities of
Art by Christopher E. Harrison
Pet
By Kurt Schultz ● September 14, 2019
Kinda clammy, kinda wet, the goldfish kinda needs a vet. A little pale and looking ill, the doctor thinks she needs some pills. The pills won’t do, get a knife,
Art by Ta-coumba Aiken
When Words Are Not Enough
By Anh-Hoa Thi Nguyen ● September 13, 2019
For Philando Castile, his family, and our community He was no one to me, but never no body Yet in an instant he became every body Every body sacrificed Every
Art by Moriah Pratt
Philando Castile
By Norita Dittberner-Jax ● September 13, 2019
In that Cathedral atop the highest hill in Saint Paul, we gathered for Philando. He came on a white catafalque drawn by horses, his coffin carried up the hill by
Art by Sandra Menefee Taylor
If I Declare the Obvious
By Kayla Gray ● September 11, 2019
After Ada Límon’s “The Conditional” What if you stayed a little longer? What if you told the afterlife to shove it? What if I picked up the phone to your
Art by Tom McGregor
Glass Womb
By Rebecca Frost ● September 11, 2019
In the crystal hothouse to escape the cold I am here, at last. Wrapped myself in gray wool, blue parka, scarf, mittens, galoshes. Tissue in my pocket. Slipped just once
Art by Susan Solomon
Alzheimer’s Lament
By Georgia Greeley ● September 11, 2019
Right this moment, in this place, Mother doesn’t know me, her daughter; yet she is still glad to see me and talks gaily. She is happy and cared for. Right