Creative Nonfiction

Gold Ribbons

Allison Judd

My hair started falling out about three weeks into treatment. I expected clumps (for the doctors, websites, and survivors said, "expect clumps"), and I imagined my hair falling out in neatly packaged ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

Tick-Tock

Kylee Bergstresser

Tick-tock, tick-tock; the sound the clock would be making if it were actually working, but instead we're stuck at 5:47. It's only a practice test, but practice or not my pulse quickens and my body ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

Humanity

Alexis Johansen

The red light has me squirming in my seat. My tight bladder makes waiting to pull into the gas station across the road an eternity. Just as I am sure that warm liquid will soon be streaming down my ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

To Be Painted By Van Gogh

Grace DePaull

The cobblestone streets press unevenly onto the soles of feet. And despite the sleepiness that is meant to be felt at this hour, washed over and induced by the swiftness of stars wiped across the sky ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

A Love Letter to Potato Soup

Emily Netherland

A large, green pot rested on the stove, with heat rising off and warming my nose as I took in a deep breath of steam and starch. Potatoes – a five-pound bag of plain white potatoes turned into the ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

Words Unspoken

Mansha M.

To my unborn child,
Yearning to hold you in my arms, I think about what you will look like. Will your eyes resemble mine or your fathers'? Will you smile from ear to ear or sheepishly as you ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

Silver Crap

Amy Luo

My dad is as forgetful with English as I am with fish. For me, a carp, one beta fish, five goldfish, and an entire school of tetras – some pets, some not. For him, the alphabet soup of gramma ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

The Darkest Hour

Sean McKenzie

The full moon hung suspended in the air like a beacon of hope, that failed to shine in the darkest hour. The vast sky was pregnated with pinpricks of lights as the twinkling of burned-out stars still ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction
Creative Nonfiction
Creative Nonfiction

Hypochondria

Elizabeth Bryan

I'm a hypochondriac.
Although wouldn't it be just like a hypochondriac to try and diagnose themselves as a hypochondriac? A medical and philosophical conundrum, to say the least.
My dread of ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction
Creative Nonfiction

Goodbye

Keturah McQuade

I stand, face tilted to the floor with my mouth half open and my unfocused eyes drifting like a bobber with no fishing line. My mind is blank yet filled with thoughts—too many to explore, so I ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction
Creative Nonfiction

In a Pear Tree

Brittany Bettendorf

I thought it was a crab apple tree the first year we lived in our house. We let it spill its fruit onto the ground below. The following summer, it sprouted its little green spheres again and I watched ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

Searching for Snakes in Montana

Wesley Skidmore

I got Jo when I was 23 years old and living in Montana. She was no more than 10 inches and skinny as a twig. Before I adopted her, I wanted to get bitten so that I wouldn't be afraid of my own snake ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

1019

Spencer Wilkins

10^19
What is 10^19, really? There's no specific term for this number, the closest would be a quintillion which is 10^18. I can write it out longhand 10,000,000,000,000,000,000, but that does ... [+]

Creative Nonfiction

Restoration and Technology

Maria Anduray

According to some people, the restored gospel of Jesus Christ has brought as a consequence the quick rise of technology. Initially, this assumption was considered because during the centuries previous ... [+]