A Kid for the Wild

I sat criss-cross-applesauce on the hard, tile cafeteria floor of my elementary school and stared, mesmerized by the lanky, bearded man with kind eyes on stage. Walkin’ Jim Stoltz’s voice rang out strong and clear as he sang in his gravelly voice, “Come walk with me.” A chorus of children’s voices melded together to copy … More A Kid for the Wild


My legs are glued with sweat to the sticky, plastic-covered bus seat, yet I am grateful to have a seat at all. I’m barreling down a bumpy highway in Nicaragua in a retired American school bus. I lean my head a little closer to the window to welcome the fresh air forcing itself inside and … More A PLASTIC LANDSCAPE

The Great Divide

America is an esteemed and noble nation, filled with a splendid variety of unique citizens all sharing a love for this homeland. Yet now, more than ever, there is something bitter in the air of our country that I can’t quite name, but that I am confronted with daily. It comes in on a breeze … More The Great Divide

Beyond the Tag

Throughout my life, most people have not regarded me as fashionable. To me, fashion has always been about more than runways and trends that go in and out faster than your wallet can keep up. I’ve always thought of fashion as a way to express myself, whether that makes me cool or uncool, or somewhere … More Beyond the Tag


Blacksburg in autumn is the stuff of myths. The crisp Virginia air crackles souls into awakening. The cerulean sky is a backdrop for the vibrant maroon, orange, and yellow leaves that dance off branches into the breeze. Backpack-clad students meander across the Virginia Tech Drillfield, encircled by scholarly, limestone buildings. To this day, the slightest … More THE DAHLIA MAN