Nonfiction

    IDENTITY CARD By Kate McCorkle

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    IDENTITY CARDBy Kate McCorkle On another cloudless September morning of perfect, temperate weather, Jason and I, both twenty-four, drove the canvas-top Jeep to Fort Campbell to have our wills...

    GROWN-UP CHILD By Idalis Nieves

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    GROWN-UP CHILDBy Idalis Nieves  It’s been almost four months since I’ve read a book for pure leisure. It’s been almost a year since I’ve enjoyed a movie or TV...

    NEW BOY RULES By Joseph Eastburn

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    NEW BOY RULESBy Joseph Eastburn When my parents separated in 1962, they decided to send my older sister and me off to boarding school to get us out of...

    THE WORLD’S SEXIEST TIME MACHINE By Dominic Laing

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    THE WORLD’S SEXIEST TIME MACHINEBy Dominic Laing  Imagine my love as a piece of string. As a timeline.Hold out the string in front of you. Your right hand marks...

    SANTA CLARA RIVERLESS by Ellen T. Birrell

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    SANTA CLARA RIVERLESSBy Ellen T. Birrell  We are hard to find. If you were to search our address for directions, you would only get to the end of the...

    BREEZE FACE By Ape Biggles

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    BREEZE FACEBy Ape Biggles When I was twelve years old, I was sitting behind my mom in my parents’ Cutlass Ciera on a delicious summer day, my father driving,...

    WREAK OF THE COWBOY By Ellen T. Birrell

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    WREAK OF THE COWBOYBy Ellen T. Birrell The first time I saw Gerardo—oh, years ago—he was riding a flashy paint stallion down a country lane in the setting sun,...

    SONS OF UNCONSCIOUS FATE By Gabrielle Morales

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    SONS OF UNCONSCIOUS FATEBy Gabrielle Morales  Though I was only eight, I still remember my mother’s approach to the facts of death. It was like any other day in...

    WALKER By Olga Pavlinova Olenich

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    WALKERBy Olga Pavlinova Olenich  Sometimes when you walk along the well-trodden path following coastline, there is a moment when the suburban elements – the ugly new houses behind you,...

    IN THE COMPANY OF MEN, MUSCLE, AND MACHISMO By David Boyle

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    IN THE COMPANY OF MEN, MUSCLE, AND MACHISMOBy David Boyle For more than fifteen years I have not given one iota of attention to sports; that is, professional sports....