I’ve been working on a medical humanities project. Some Duluthians are part of it, including local author Avesa Rockwell.

“As I child I could run out the backdoor and leap over tumbleweeds and sagebrush like a jackrabbit. By the time I reached tenth grade my body lost its buoyancy, and the open spaces around my house and in my mind were being leveled, fenced off, and cul-de-saced. I felt trapped by the prefabricated structures of school and its social hierarchies.”

Read the article at repository.stcloudstate.edu.