The Closing of City’s Catholic Schools: A Long Way From Resurrection

Pardon me if I write with an uncommon rage, but today as the Cardinal announces the closing of every archdiocesan high school in Detroit the heavens are crying out for justice. Read more [...]

The Way of Peace is the Way of the Cross

For we, too, are called to risk being fools for Christ. To dirty our own hands. To join in the work. As surely as Jesus invited Peter and Martin and Dorothy and Oscar to follow him, he invites each one of us to follow him down the steep and dangerous path of nonviolent discipleship.  Read more [...]

st.julia

but Jesus! how I saw him there! laughing with the ladies of the euchre table over an inadvertent trick. lighting their smokes whispering words too wild for my white ears. Read more [...]

garbage day

they laugh at him and say he’s nuts. i think they call him Jesus. Read more [...]

Looking is What Saves Us

Could any of you who have the power to destroy her with your big missiles and deadly weapons have created so much as a single black eyelash or a bent knuckle? Read more [...]

Following Francis in a Time of Terror

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. A dangerous prayer, given the times. Read more [...]

Teen Violence a Reflection of Our Own

Our schools should be places where we cultivate saints not soldiers. Read more [...]

Solidarity Forever: A Motor City Love Story

As the week wore on and the Revolution became more imminent in the eyes of the Ivy Leaguers, we Detroit kids spent most of our time swilling beer and talking baseball with the toothless old-timers in the resort lounge, old guys who had their own stories of picket lines and taking fists to the face. Read more [...]