Creative Nonfiction

A Small Clause

Judy Weingarten

I have worked in the same office space for twenty years. It’s in a small house, built in 1949, and faces a park with paths and trees. I’m a therapist. Clients come to tell me their deepest... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

Merced, America

Fred Demien

(Author writes from research and personal memories of the year 2016) 
Merced, 80,000 and still a small California town surrounded by Central Valley farmland growing almonds (pronounced... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

Tracks and Pie

Gerald Olivas

How different could it be? It was only four or five blocks from where I lived, just across the tracks.
The Southern Pacific railroad lines went through my little town in the Central Valley of... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

Photograph of a bounty hinter

Mozafar Ahmed Babiker

He had an orange, irregular shaped stain on his white tank top, and the thought of it brought heaviness to his lungs. He hated it, despised it. He appreciated symmetry in things, including color, it... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

America The Green

Sunny Lancaster

We drove south on York Road, passing the large brick house that always stole my attention. I peered past my mother’s arms that were extended out towards on the steering wheel, to take anothe... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

Let Them Color Outside The Square!

Houda Belabd

I have a dream,
That all the children of America and of the globe may have an easy access to simplified philosophical books by Spinoza, Descartes, Montesquieu, Epicure, Kristeva, Voltaire... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

Why Slavery in America?

Mountain Nose

To some degree, American slavery was due to the glaciers of the last Ice Age that ended nearly twelve thousand years ago. As the ice, covering five million square miles and as thick as 10,000 feet... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

America, My Home

Deb

Proudly, my grandfather stood on Liberty Island in New York Harbor in the year 1920 reading the inscription, “Give me your tired; your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.  Send... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

Juneteenth

Terraine Smith

p class="p1">While I am embarrassed to not know of my Black history Juneteenth, I am also angry, that my school system failed me when I was coming up in my time of the 40ties, and 50ties with that... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

My Coloring of America

Erin Campagna

Red.
An open wound, a gunshot, a hand leaving a loud, angry mark on a pale face. Red, the color of states that people look dismissively down upon, while the constituents trapped inside scream... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

You Be the Judge

Mary Tabor

When Judge Sotomayor, Hispanic, born in Puerto Rico, was about to be confirmed to the Supreme Court, I was more interested in her love life. She lives alone now. After her divorce (she married... [+]


Creative Nonfiction

Tiger, Oh Tiger

Kenneth N. Margolin

     The black man who approached from the rear of the gathering at my father's burial  looked to be one hundred years old. He was frail, but not bent. He walked haltingly, supported by two... [+]