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Creative Nonfiction
 3 min

The BEES

Hermit Thrush

My family liked the campsite at first: plenty of trees, level ground for our tent, a short walk to the bathroom. Though we didn’t like that buzzing sound. We chalked it up to the nearby power lines ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 3 min

The Caretaker

Joelle Hui

“I need to deposit money into the bank.” He said as he kept moving about his room and picking up objects and moving them somewhere else. I gestured to him to keep quiet and I tried to coax him back to ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 4 min

The breath of life

Nilu Farhangdoust

It has been over eight years since my father has left his presence with us and on Earth. He was diagnosed with stomach cancer and his life was taken within one year of his diagnosis. My father was an ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
Creative Nonfiction
 4 min

My New Armor

Flora Chang

We may not all don crowns on our heads, but we all clothe ourselves in underwear. Underwear, I would argue, grants one as much power as—if not more power than—the jewel-encased headgear worn by ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 5 min

Untitled

Eden Jones

The Robinson Era is a period of non-linear time that we keep returning to over and over again. Spend too much time in the Robinson Era, and we regress to the Green Room Era. Spend too little time in ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

Social Distance

Finna Chen

Loneliness.
You didn’t expect it to come at all.
You liked it at first—you were finally alone! You could finally catch up on your hundred hours of missed sleep. You no longer needed to stress ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

The Laundromat on Colley Avenue

Rachel Smith

A man wearing a short, black hat sits on the same bench as me. I sit on one end, and he sits on the other. The bench lines the long, tall widows that face the small parking lot attached to the ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
Society  4 min

One Close Call

Sophia Hua

It was after 10:30 at night. I was surrounded by towers of nondescript apartment complexes over 20 stories high, though the middle courtyard was graced with beautiful trees hiding maze-like ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 3 min

At The Age of Five

Alexandra Westcott

At the age of five I was fearless. As a child, identity seemed fluid, and it felt limitless. We could be bold, or we could be random. The ways of expressing ourselves felt boundless. And while there ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 5 min

Abreaction

Madison De Castille

The average person uses different methods to escape from their problems. Some run marathons, some play basketball, others listen to music or strum their guitar. Whatever the means, we all try to lose ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 5 min

The First Attack

Krista Sanders

Mr. Hazzard called for us to move to the next set. I was glad he got distracted for a moment before calling us to move because I had to break attention to figure out where that was. I located my ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 1 min

Longing

Joshua Wright

“That’s not what I think. You did it on purpose, Peter. You are always like this!” Celia was just able to pull her elbow far enough out of Peter’s rib to give me a coy, expectant glare.
All this I ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 1 min

29 Minutes Of A Blue Moon

Annika Carlson

The shafts of blue moon light remind me.
My grandmother still asks about you.
About us. A story from long ago with no ending chapter, no final page, no definite conclusion. Just words ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 5 min

My Coming of Age Album

Christina Mitchell

When my best friend and I reminisce on the iconic “Mitchell family vacations,” our annual trip down the shore, the most compelling memory is the car ride there. Along with the sweltering heat and lack ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

Fragile

Noah Summerhays

Every now and then, my extended family goes up to our family cabin near Smith Morehouse Canyon. We have a quiet time there, taking in the scenery and spending some good family time together. It’s a ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction
 2 min

Stop the car

Angela Larson

I tiptoed out of the car, immediately felt the force of frigid air against my face, heard the gravel crunch beneath my shoes. It was just me, the sound of my shifting footsteps, and a vast, dark ...  [+]
Creative Nonfiction