Welcome to the Fall 2019 issue of Unearthed!
This issue includes work from thirty contributors (listed and linked below). Throughout the issue, you will find fiction, poetry, photography, art, and nonfiction. You will find voices lost in the wilderness, found in the wilderness; dispatches from Vermont and Oregon and Texas and Hawaii and Italy and beyond; most of all, you will sense a continuous urge to unearth ideas, theories, emotions, and truths.
Special thanks to the student editorial board, who read submissions anonymously, and whose conversations about what made this issue what it is are paramount. These students read well over 100 submissions. The difficult task for them and Unearthed has always been to turn down good work. As editors, we must come to terms with the fact that rejection is part of the process and happens mostly because each issue takes on its own voice and breadth, and thus we always welcome new submissions from writers and artists who have submitted in the past. The editorial board talked in depth about submissions and they have chosen a wide array of work, all of which gets at what it means to unearth.
The student editors for the Fall issue are: Samantha Kolb, Aidan Murphy, and Arik Palileo. This issue could not have been made possible without the support of the Department of Environmental Studies, the Writing, Rhetoric & Communications Program, and Joel Shaw, from the Office of Communications and Marketing at SUNY-ESF.
Cheers, Tyler Flynn Dorholt
Managing Editor
Nonfiction
Storey Clayton: “Playing Augmented Reality Games on the Eve of a Mass-Extinction”/ Kayla Johnson: Vision/ Toti O’Brien: “Engraved”/ Leslie Sittner: “Braving the Wilderness”/ Patty Somlo: “Holding Both”/ Ross West: “Elephant Man: Notes on Science, Salvation, and the End of the World”/ Kirby Michael Wright: “Lancers After Ed Sullivan”
Poetry
Anna Bartel: “Bird Kisses”/ Erica Bodwell: “Authentic Presence”/ Colleen Coyne: “Memento Mori” and “Edge Noise”/ Paul Cunningham: “Song of Polymers”/ Marc Alan Di Martino: “Unburial”/ Sharon Dolin: “8.3 Billion Metric Tons”/ Gavin Duncan: “Black Spots”/ Hannah Emerson: Five Poems/ Adina Kopinsky: “Tu B’Shvat”/ Stephen Kuusisto: “A Landscape”/ FJP: “Tundra”/ Patrick Lawler: from “FUTURE LIBRARY”/ Lisa Masé: “Letter to My Mom” and “How I am American”/ Cameron Morse: “Python,” “During the Burial,” and “Dreaming of Yantai”/ Lauren Scharhag: “Girl With a Gun” and “Parisian Phoenix by Way of Texas”/ Lawrence Wilson: “Texas Dirt”
Fiction
Tara Campbell: “Return”/ Alissia J.R. Lingaur: “Phases of Reparation”
Visual Arts
Artwork by Arik Palileo Olivia Salamy/ Photographs by Kate Kemp/ Photographs by Bella Luikart/ Photographs by Tom McGrath/ Photographs by Allene Nichols
Featured image by Unsplash
Elephant Man: Notes on Science, Salvation, and the End of the World, by Ross West
The elephant collapses, shaking the ground, his rhythmic breath coming in “long rattling gasps.” The officer fires again.
Artwork by Ysabella Luikart
Ysabella Luikart is a third year Environmental Chemistry major at SUNY ESF. These photographs were created for Anne Godfrey’s LSA 496 class, as part of a final project in which the class tackled current landscape [...]
Artwork by Arik Palileo & Olivia Salamy
Our art is focused on exploring the systems and institutions that dominate the popular narratives of nature. In other words, we look at what and who counts as natural and what doesn't. We want to [...]
Two Poems, by Colleen Coyne
Long, wide pass of the blades, across glass and built-up snow-gut.
Photographs by Allene Nichols
Allene Nichols lives in Dallas, Texas, where she teaches at Richland College and at the University of Texas at Dallas. She is an avid traveler and always [...]
Photographs by Kate Kemp
Photographs
Black Spots, by Gavin Duncan
What does it mean to be alive?
Return, by Tara Campbell
Google, find growths that are pale and stringy, that looked like fat hairs the one time he let you see them.
Braving the Wilderness, by Leslie Sittner
We drive through the parking area and continue down to the pond. There’s not another soul anywhere to be seen or heard.
Phases of Reparations, by Alissia J.R. Lingaur
Another week had passed since her hair progressed from green to blue to indigo, and she was sent home to await violet, the final shade.
Vision, by Kayla Johnson
But as I look around at everyone in my house, I realize we all look the same.
Engraved, by Toti O’Brien
There are days when I can’t look at death in the face. Today was one of those and I didn’t know
Playing Augmented Reality Games on the Eve of a Mass-Extinction, by Storey Clayton
I was fascinated by this commitment to preferring a mixed virtual world to the real one, but perhaps I ought withhold judgment till I go a full day without playing Wizards Unite.
Three Poems, by Cameron Morse
I draw in / close enough to hear the crackle / of snowmelt. Ice unclenches its fist.
Holding Both, by Patty Somlo
Having relocated to countless places in my life, all but one of which I had never seen before moving there, I became adept at finding my way to and from wherever I needed to go.
Song of Polymers, by Paul Cunningham
How to talk about a copper sky?
Texas Dirt, by Lawrence Wilson
The car seemed cool until / You didn’t want to be seen in it
Two Poems, by Lauren Scharhag
I understand this, how all artists / are essentially magpies at heart, / gathering shiny things and squirreling them away
Tundra, by FJP Langheim
Here at night / I sleep with you / inside ice houses
Five Poems, by Hannah Emerson
From deep down to high up go inward / for light. Keep drowning keep / growing keep listening
Two Poems, by Lisa Masé
She could not have known that soon after / their baby was born, her husband would die
Authentic Presence, by Erica Bodwell
Whose time in the tangle is so smooth / it feels like swimming, parting the lush green stroke / by stroke?
Unburial, by Marc Alan Di Martino
I learned your language to unbury you ...
Bird Kissses, by Anna Sims Bartel
Is every bird a kiss incarnate? Its color and character contained?
8.3 Billion Metric Tons, by Sharon Dolin
In my phone in my food in my milk / container, in my thoughts, the mouse, the transparent / window
Poems from FUTURE LIBRARY, by Patrick Lawler
In these incantatory movements, / everything is on the verge of kindling
Tu B’shvat, by Adina Kopinsky
How is it that spring comes / early to January, green film / feathering the still-wet rocks
A Landscape, Stephen Kuusisto
November and the tiny bones / Call for directions.
Lancers After Ed Sullivan, by Kirby Michael Wright
During my Kahala weekends, I was the man of the house and felt a duty to protect my mother and Jen.
Photographs by Tom McGrath
"There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly." R. Buckminster FullerMany years ago, I was fortunate to hear Mr. Fuller speak and was struck by his magical, intertwining [...]