Emily Articulated: Reviewed
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist There are some instances in which I’m forced to stare at my “Millennial-ness” in the face: the avocado toast-, nitro cold brew-loving monster living inside of me sporadically breaking...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist There are some instances in which I’m forced to stare at my “Millennial-ness” in the face: the avocado toast-, nitro cold brew-loving monster living inside of me sporadically breaking...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist Like the good Wisconsin native that I am, my first act as a Sandpoint resident was going out to get a beer. My fingers ached from white-knuckling the steering...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I ran my fingers through her bubblegum hair and across her cold, tan skin, thumbing the jewel that rested where her belly button should be. She had round, bright...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I remember the first time I made myself throw up as clearly as if it were yesterday. My neck cricked as I lowered my head, stopping as it paralleled...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist Fumbling with my blinker, I quickly signaled before victoriously turning into the freshly opened diagonal parking space in front of the Cedar Street Bridge. Scoring a diagonal parking space...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist By the time you read this, I will be fresh off of a plane in Lima, Peru. And by “fresh off of a plane,” I obviously mean “haggard, tired...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I stomped with clamped fists up the steps to my college’s main hall, rain pattering my head to match my mood. My stomach flipped as I attempted to steady...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist This week, I’ve decided to write about two things, both of which (unless you’ve been living under a rock) you’ve at least heard of. The first is something you...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist I grew up surrounded by very few examples of healthy relationships, with “f*** you” thrown out as frequently as affirmations of love and affection. Arguments would begin in attempts...
By Emily Erickson Reader Columnist This last week of sunshine has prompted feelings of springtime in me. And springtime, in addition to a distinct inability to regulate my body temperature, prompts a desire to...