NonFiction - Year III - Number 12 - April 2018

    My grandfather wanted to be a cantor, but that never came to pass.  My mother had a rich voice and sang in several groups.  But a few years before she died, she...

UNIFORMSby Nancy Gendimenico The summer between junior and senior years of high school, I worked at a state home for people with special needs. My job came through a...

ON SIDEKICKSby Robert Wexelblatt Yesterday, I looked through an old photo album, the sort of thing you do once a decade or so.  The album is covered in cracked...

DELIVERIESby Carol Childers Crawford A week before Christmas I stood in my Georgia driveway in a thin sweater, holding an oversized, fleece-lined, water repellent coat. I wrestled it into...

TOY GUN AND VIDEO GAME PLAYby Mary Bonina One of my son Gianni’s favorite toys when he was a toddler and preschooler was a small, plastic “workbench” and drill....

HOMELESSby Fabrizia Faustinella I was working out on the second floor of the gym, where all the machines are. I was desperate to maintain good muscle tone, even if...

COMPETITIONby Sylvia Semel   CompetitionThis is about competition between multiples as well as other children. Introduction My brother and I are opposite-sex fraternal twins. I would like to share my experience being a twin, discuss the...

ENTERTAINMENTBy Donald Dewey A friend asked recently if I had seen such-and-such a movie. I said no, and wasn’t really in that much of a hurry to see it. He looked at me...

     TITANby Elliott Vincent Flood   Roughly fifty miles east of Denver lies the small highway community of Deer Trail, Colorado. It is the kind of town that you would hardly notice passing through. A...

TRACK CHANGESby Sydney Wright I was in bed next to my boyfriend, Shola, wondering if he’d noticed the slow changes in my body since exiting the athletic performance world....