Category Archives: Nonfiction

I pass by the store where you work on my way home. I have been crying since I got your final text. We are over. We are over. We are over.   My wife, Holly, and I get home at … Continue reading →

I may have been too fat in my one-piece bathing suit but I thought I looked like Joan Baez, with my long straight brown hair and wise face. That pleased me, to look like a famous singer who represented moral … Continue reading →

My mother planned our vacations and because she was not quite normal, neither were our vacations. While I dreamt of cheesy Disney cruises and relaxing all-inclusives, sipping virgin daiquiris at the pool bar like my vacationing teenage peers, part of … Continue reading →

“Dalai Lama’s nephew dies in traffic accident” Feb. 15, 2011, CNN.com for Jigme Norbu (1965 – 2011) I last saw you on Kirkwood Avenue. I told you that I would be spending a year studying abroad in Germany. I’ve been … Continue reading →

As read directly from your email inbox in a letter from me that has just arrived … Greetings….. Just before the school zone was an electronic speed board flashing me at 33mph. Instant reflex was to compare that speed with … Continue reading →

Maybe I bumped her elbow. It could’ve been something as simple as that: the catalyst. And when she turned around to see me, her response was habitual – not calculated. She saw my face and then looked down my body … Continue reading →

I used to wonder why Mom planted all those flowers in a big strip across the back yard, going from the corner where the swing set used to be with those mud puddles underneath where our feet had rubbed the … Continue reading →

I never felt like I belonged in my family. Born the last of four accidental children, by the time I made an appearance my mother not only skipped making a baby book for me, she never bought a stitch of … Continue reading →

When Zachary was eight months old and in his baby walker and in a second of my inattention and mistake, he scooted onto the landing of a flight of twenty-two concrete stairs that led down into the dark basement floor … Continue reading →

Dear Readers, Thank you to all the writers who submitted their work for this month’s issue. For the last two months, I have been humbled, amazed, and blessed by your wonderfully crafted essays and stories. As I first began reading … Continue reading →