Category: Nonfiction

A Final Infidelity

Nonfiction Kirk Wisland

In the end, there is just me: a twenty-nine year old Minnesota Man careening along the interstate, heading back east to Saint Paul on a humid August Friday...

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Third Molars

Nonfiction Belen Lopez

They emerged in the spring: three little newborn pockets of wisdom that did not settle into place until June. In the time between they rose to the height of...

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Ohio

Nonfiction Kat White

1. Go into bathroom 2. Lights on 3. Shut door 4. Lock door 5. Tie back hair 6. Take off glasses, if wearing 7. Take off shirt 8. Take off rings on right...

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Straight Up

Nonfiction Ed McCarthy

We’ll never sit down and talk. Chances are that the trajectory of our lives will push our paths further apart, not cause them to intersect. You will never...

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Nature Nurture

Nonfiction Rick Lamplugh

On the red brick walkway outside our front door, I look up and see that the mist, so ethereal an hour ago, is rapidly vanishing. The sun, a bright white...

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The North Side

Nonfiction Amy Monticello

When I was fifteen, my father re-enlisted in a war I didn’t know he had been fighting. He wanted to move back to the north side, he said. Back to the...

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Birthday Trip to Père La Chaise

Nonfiction David Joiner

It’s February and we’re standing beneath a gray, birdless sky. Arm in arm eating mangosteens purchased from a wrinkled old man in a woolen hat and...

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Cracked

Nonfiction Amy Dupcak

Overnight, something happens between the two hemispheres of my brain: a tiff, a quarrel, an all-out brawl. The universe unravels in my hands; its spiral...

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Rearview Mirror

Nonfiction Lori May

Crossing the neutral ground through the tunnel, or one of the bridges, is like holding one's breath. Time seems to stop. Space does not exist. The matter of...

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My Father at the Mountainside

Nonfiction Jacob White

A whole Saturday I walked back and forth across our slick garage floor to hear those magnificent heels clop. I mouthed the word gambol over and over, mouthed...

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