1 min
Poetry
Poetry
2 min
Love and loss and disorder and Jehovah too
My father hands me a small box when I arrive for Thanksgiving break. It is from my grandmothe
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Creative Nonfiction
1 min
An Essay after the Style of Montaigne:
Though I’m always game to try new foods—strange sea creatures boiled in wine, caviar on crackers, beef carpaccio—there’s a solid list of foods I cannot stand, and this makes me feel like a picky
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Poetry
1 min
Soon It Wanes
Creative Nonfiction
4 min
Polaroids of Poor
As a child, I assumed that I had done some extraordinary deed to make it on Santa’s platinum edition nice list, which meant presents not only in December, but a bonus delivery during his off-season
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Creative Nonfiction
5 min
This is Why We Tell the Story
If I took you on a tour of my childhood, our first stop would be my childhood home, a small place with big memories. I’d show you the attic where my brother and I played or the room we shared. I’d
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Short Fiction
4 min
The Sunflower
As the seedling emerged from the warm and cozy earth, it gloried in the sun above. It always turned its tender leaves to the sun’s filling heat and one day, the bud upon the top, burst open. At last
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Short Fiction
2 min
Red Lights
Of all the odd habits children develop with their parents, Sam’s was truly peculiar. The rubbery strap of his mother’s wristwatch felt so beefy in between his teeth. The sound of the material’s
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Poetry
1 min
What a lovely family
Just a winter working night,
Away from the city, away from the light
For sixty years, working ... [+]
Away from the city, away from the light
For sixty years, working ... [+]
Short Fiction
3 min
The Remembrance of the Past
Elra awoke in the middle of the night. A cool wind was gusting down from unseen heights on the mountain, and the stars were clear and bright in the dark sky. Elra saw Ulmar, the Crown of Thalris
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Poetry
1 min
The Great Edge
Poetry
1 min
The Afternoon's Message
Tarry here a tad
under a sky lavender and blue.
Sit with me, says the day.
I aim not to know ... [+]
under a sky lavender and blue.
Sit with me, says the day.
I aim not to know ... [+]