True Florida Stories
Powerful companionship exists between the unhoused and the dogs they call family. Every kiss and snuggle holds a truth: Love knows no boundaries, in even the toughest of circumstances … Read moreHome is where the hound is
Eight seconds. That’s how long Bronc Platt needs to stay on K-00 Buckshot, the nearly 2,000-pound bull he’s straddling … Read moreTaming the beast
Seán Killingsworth strolled into an AT&T store ready to change the world. He wanted a flip phone, confusing a handful of Orlando employees who had to retrieve a SIM card from a sister store … Read moreLost connection
I sit at a McAlister’s Deli crying my eyes out. Tears make my PB&J soggy. My mom has just explained to me that when I start becoming a woman I will bleed and cramp each month … Read moreThe sex talk
Right foot pulses. The red sign becomes my start and stop, an upside-down triangle beckoning into the circle. I enter, begin the counterclockwise dance between thousands of pounds and brains rebooting behind the wheel … Read moreNE 8th Ave by NE 9th St*
You’ve seen Atrium on web — but have you seen it on paper? Our fourth issue is out in book stores, coffee shops and other locations all across Florida. But copies are limited, so if you haven’t snagged one yet, you can now enjoy it online, too.
I think, but don’t say (because that would be embarrassing): "I’ll play mahjong with you, even though the tiles are confusing, and I hate feeling stupid. I’ll learn to drive, just like you wanted, even though I’m petrified I’ll accidentally hit someone." At this point, I’ll do anything if you wake up … Read moreSticky notes
In 1954, a moonless night settled over a small college town in the swampy heart of Florida. The University of Florida campus in Gainesville was quiet, its dorm rooms mostly empty awaiting winter break’s end. But morning at the Sigma Phi Epsilon fraternity house brought a bloody discovery … Read moreMascot for cruelty
Ortiz had to wake up earlier than usual on the morning of his first event. He had played at many bazaars, markets and parties, but tonight was the first one with his name on it: JORDAY … Read moreNo slowing down
On a late fall morning, volunteer park ranger Mariela Mason navigates the turquoise waters of Gilchrist Blue Springs in an orange kayak. She paddles past canopies of trees and herds of swimmers in search of relief from the Florida heat … Read moreHealing waters
Laila Fakhoury co-founded the How Bazar two years ago. It has blossomed into a beacon of creativity in downtown Gainesville. Her watchful eye, careful preparation and unbreakable tranquility allow the business to run its locally loved markets. … Read moreA spark in the night
When Hope Dean first found the word asexual, she rejected it, even though it made sense. But through the years, she learned to find confidence in the term … Read moreThe angst of ace: How I came to terms with being asexual