Creative Non-Fiction

Blue by Loretta Williams

I still miss those pajamas — my hospital pajamas — white with blue roses and thin stripes.  My mother made the pajamas for me when I was seven. It was my first trip to the hospital to see if doctors could divine the odd sloshing rhythm that had made my heart unreliable since birth. ...
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Friend of the Devil by Tim Doody

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...
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Haunted Memories in Three Movements by A.J. Tallman

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...
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Lost by Dennis Vannatta

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...
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The Magic of a Hardboiled Egg by Guixia Yin

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
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