Footprints by Jed Anderson

Footprints by Jed Anderson is about the army. He begins his story with the legendary yellow footprints that new recruits must line up in in single-file as they begin their harsh journey towards becoming real soldiers of the US Marines. Jed gives hands-on accounts of his journey through bootcamp, giving us a few military jargon that reminds us it’s a whole other world he is stepping into. Jed makes us laugh and makes us appreciate all the men and women that serve in our military.

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Looking Glass by Jennifer Von Ohlen

“Looking Glass” by Jennifer Von Ohlen was featured on during poetry month. She writes a short and beautiful poem about the ocean. As someone that grew up on the West coast and frequented the ocean often, I find the poem to be a relaxing and a pretty representation of the ocean. Swim along through the hidden meaning of this and appreciate this short poem. Jennifer Von Ohlen has been kind enough to read the poem for viewer’s enjoyment!

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Saturday Night Literature by Cre8 Staff

Read about the average, not so average and kind of weird saturday night experiences by Cre8 staff all this week. Each story is a unique little perspective around our tiny college town of Bemidji. The ordinary lives of the staff will leave you puzzled, embarassed for them, laughing and simply amused. Pictures follow most stories!

To read the Saturday Night Literature by the Cre8 Staff go to the homepage where this week will be updated daily with staff stories.

Missed this blog during 4/22-4/26? Read the stories here:
4/22: Saturday Night: Single Digits by Yami Blanford, Amanda Pearson and Kelsey Sutton @

4/23: Saturday Night: Perfume & Bulls by Sarah Dahlheimer, Anne Sinotte and Hannah Solheim @

4/24: Saturday Night: Loose by Toni Judnitch, Ryan Heilma, and Pauli Meinecke @

4/25: Saturday Night: Change by Ethan Johnson, Elisa Kay Boettcher, and Kristy Romo @

4/26: Saturday Night: Stuck by Kori Flowers, Candice Spitler, and Lily Igbokwe @

Interview with Jeff Olson, blacksmith

Kelsey Sutton’s interview with Jeff Olson was a very interesting interview. Jeff Olson is an artist in a dying art, he is a blacksmith! I find blacksmiths to be fascinating and so unexpected to be found today. Kelsey’s interview touches on what exactly it means to Jeff Olson to be a blacksmith and even provides some historical facts about blacksmithing. Jeff Olson has gorgeous art displayed, and seeing that it is such a rare medium to work with, the interview is well worth a read, and his art definitely worth the praise.

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Last Night I Cut Myself by Candice Spitler

Last Night I Cut Myself by Candice Spitler is a remarkable nonfiction piece published at Her piece is inquisitive, almost dream-like and conversational but there is a deeper meaning, more mulling and thought that can be handled delicately for a stronger insight into exactly what it is she is saying. I admire her ability to lay words so cleanly across paper. She leads the reader along, tantalizing them with each sentence and urging them to continue along on her journey of thoughts and expression. It is a very good read and I highly recommend the piece.

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What Should We Do? by Leah Fleming

What Should We Do? by Leah Fleming was featured on during poetry month. Fleming writes a beautiful piece of poetry that captures the reader instantly with the opening lines:

“I have some tulle and modal,
let’s make something soft and gray
But don’t crop the fabric
like the ears of Great
Danes and Dobermans
who guard the gangsters and junkyards
but should be protecting the beating
hearts of babies digging”

What I admire so much about this poem is that I love every word of it, the style of it, the images generated and the thoughts formed. Her poetry flows, endlessly and enchantingly in a way that seems to hit every little golden nerve in your brain, sparking imagination and consideration.

To read Leah Fleming’s piece What Should We Do? visit

Dark Horse by Lisa Couturier

“Dark Horse by” Lisa Couturier was an admirable non-fiction story that I believe does justice and injustice to the slaughter industry. She writes with clear, concise accounts of what she has experienced and seen within this world of buying horses and sending them off the slaughter, but at the same time I am baffled by the outcry over the slaughter of horses but not say, for example, cows, chickens, pigs, lambs, etc.

As a former vegetarian of six years I completely sympathize with the thought of animals suffering for human consumption. It was the main reason that I gave up meat completely. I could not and would not dictate which animal life had more rights than another. So I gave up meat completely because I felt as though that gave my argument to myself and to others more merit when all meat was cut from the diet. The downfall of that being is you are turned into some drum beating hippie strapped to a tree yelling that the trees have souls too. And so I went to “Meat is disgusting, you’re horrible for eating it” to “As long as you are utilizing all the parts to the best of your ability [when hunting], I have no problem with you.” Due to health and costs, I eventually gave up vegetarianism.

With Lisa’s piece I can’t quite wrap my head around why she feels horses deserve to be protected more than any other animal. It has to be cultural, I suppose. In other countries it is common for cats and dogs to be on the main menu, and even in our own country we’re nibbling down rabbit soup. Would I oppose the slaughter and consumption of horse meat within the United States? No, I would not. Why not? Because it is a common occurrence. Meat is consumed by people and so why should horse meat be any different? Would I personally partake in the consumption of horse meat? Nope. Would I consume cat or dog in other countries if given the chance? Nope.

I suppose in limited words and time allowed, I will say that “Dark Horse” is well written and an interesting piece for discussion.

Spell Against Gods by Patrick Phillips

“Spell against Gods” by Patrick Phillips is short poem that I believe invokes some serious philosophical discussion. I see this poem through the viewpoint of forgotten gods, watching the masses of people indulge in deviant and despicable behaviors whilst worshipping a false God (or no God at all).

“Let them be vain.
Let them be jealous.

Let them, on their own earth,
await their own heaven.”

These first few stanza’s make me feel as though Phillips was channeling the viewpoint of old gods that are no longer worshipped actively–such as the Greeks, Roman or Norse Gods. Possibly the first and “true” deities. In any case, this short poem allows a multitude of discussion among the religious, non-religious and those in-between.

Sisu by Audrey L’Amie

“Sisu” by Audrey L’Amie is a short non-fiction piece published at Her witty interactions between herself and her Grandmother make the story both hilarious and feel like two real people having a very interesting relationship worth reading about. Through all the humor you realize the author is struggling through life and masks this stress with humor. Her Grandmother sees directly through this facade and gives both our author and the readers a Finnish language lesson on what the word “Sisu” really means. I would highly recommend this short piece, if not for the humor, than for the history lesson.

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Mishti Kukur by Deborah Thompson

“Mishti Kukur” by Deborah Thompson is a piece about recovering from loss. The death of her husband has turned her world upside down–even more so because her husband was from India, where she has traveled. It is a foreign world where she must deal with foreign feelings.

Throughout this piece Deborah swears that the touch of soft dog fur is what keeps her sane. Although it certainly appears to be an anchor to her sanity, there subtle touch and interactions between Deborah and her mother-in-law are really what drive the healing forward. The fact that she appears to really not even acknowledge or notice the increasingly strength of her bond with her mother-in-law and the positive affects it has, it is noticeable to the reader.

I believe Deborah wrote this in an effort to reach out to anyone that has experience loss. By feeling and reading the raw emotion of losing a loved one we understand the consequences of withdrawing from the world and the negativity it has on the mind. Once she begins to reach out and deal with this loss, we begin to see some recovery.

This piece is well worth the read and I would recommend anyone (loss or not) to read it.