STOP & LISTEN: A figurative and literal perspective

By Enoch James, Matrix Contributor Stop, and listen. Stop when, and where? And listen to what? It doesn't mean that whenever you’re approached by a person you stop whatever you’re doing,...

Matrix Column: Advocate for advocacy

By Angie Tinker, Matrix Co-Editor What do the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge, the protests in Ferguson and the Ruth Anderson debate on vegetarianism all have in common? They’re all forms...

From Saxifrage: Lean In

By Grace Garvey-Hall, Saxifrage 38 Contributor Lean in closer, I’ll tell you. Passion is pen and Paper and words Filling Filling Filling the page Hot water washing away Mud and revealing inspiration Sore muscles Heavy with accomplishment My heart swinging From sorrow to...

From Saxifrage: Fraconia Ridge

By Anna Rasmussen, Saxifrage 38 Contributor Guy and Laura Waterman built a house in the snowcapped White Mountains of Vermont. They managed without water or electricity—just two small rooms filled with climbing gear, instruments, and stacks...

Stop and Listen: no, really….

Part I By Laura Johnson, Co-Editor of The Matrix What do stop signs and Pacific Lutheran University’s social justice journal, The Matrix, have in common this semester? For both, you are...

From The Matrix: Infinitely

By Kristin Hayes, Matrix Contributor Of the five classified Romantic languages We have five translations of feminism. Féminisme Feminism Femminismo Feminismo Feminism Our blossoming evolution into third wave feminism Is that of intersectionality And challenging the veil Of sisterhood. The metaphor of these...

From Saxifrage: Noir Sepia

By Joseph Fries, Saxifrage 34 Contributor   I sometimes feel like an old silent moving picture, words flashing on the screen and occasionally faint splotches of color painted onto film, flaking away and, leaving it all...

From Matrix: Perspective

By Pam Barker, Matrix Contributor By Pam Barker Matrix Contributor White walls White shoes White cars White people White World Everything growing up was white An Advocate I never dreamed I’d be Perspective colored the sky Love blurred my straight lines Understanding opened...

From Saxifrage: salt and sugar

By Kara Larson Saxifrage Contributor Perfection must be distinct for everyone or America would be cheerleaders and lawyers and Gap babies. How about three groovy chicks with freshly shaven pale legs in a red car...