Creative Non-Fiction
Friend of the Devil by Tim Doody
I can’t tell you when I first began lusting after boys, but I do know that my parents converted to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints when I was four. I’m not saying the two things are related, just that they happened concurrently. I don’t recall liking, in any but the big brotherly [...]
Haunted Memories in Three Movements by A.J. Tallman
I. Snow: 1975
I am four, and my mother and I are walking at a clip down Franklin Street. It is late afternoon, and it has begun to snow. Thick flakes glide silently past us through the air while the daylight dissipates. My mother has my hand clenched in hers. She yells at me, her voice [...]
Lost by Dennis Vannatta
I’m a man “of a certain age”-curious phrase, meaningless on the face of it, yet resonant. And the resonances are almost all bad. Aches and pains and forgetfulness and failing vision. Yesterday even with bifocals I couldn’t read the fine print on a bottle of Glucosamine. I dug through the utility drawer until [...]
The Magic of a Hardboiled Egg by Guixia Yin
I often looked forward to being sick as a little girl. There was a delicacy to be had only when I was sick. It was a hardboiled egg.
My mom would put her palm on my forehead
Sunshine Falls by Kyle Torke
On a cellular level, we die every day, but we are also reborn—a minute by minute trick where our hair grows longer and follicles pop and fail to regenerate. We seem to enter the world fresh and full of pink promise, pushing into the vigorousness of youth and young adulthood before teetering into [...]