D. E. Steward
Contributor History

“With many hundreds of credits I’m beyond what I hoped to do as an independent writer. The only thing I’ve ever taught is swimming, I’ve never studied writing, and I didn’t even major in English. I’ve never had a pedestrian job since college, and never published anything I’m not proud of.” —D. E. Steward



In Print

Vol. 69
Being Bodies
Fall 2017
Edited by Bradford Morrow


March 13, 2018
Come late spring the branches bear

creamy blooms then pulpy orange half-sweet

three- or four-stoned fruits that slip to the dirt

that all things living leave behind, dirt
February 27, 2018
You dwell at green lights
longer than expected.
Thoughts that had gone far
are slow in returning.
An Excerpt from My Red Heaven
February 20, 2018
The iridescent blue butterfly flits free of the airship and is catapulted high into the silver light by a rogue gust of wind.
The Pulitzer finalist and National Book Awardwinning author reads from The Overstory
Monday, April 16, 2018
2:30 pm
Campus Center, Weis Cinema