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NonFiction - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

    MICHAEL BRANCH AND THE ONLY TIME MY FATHER EVER SMOKED POT By Leslie...

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    MICHAEL BRANCH AND THE ONLY TIME MY FATHER EVER SMOKED POTby Leslie Bohem In the spring of 1971, I dropped out of UC Berkeley midway through my junior year...

    IN THE WAITING ROOM By Pete Warzel

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        IN THE WAITING ROOMby Pete Warzel   There are two manners of conversation that occur in the waiting room of the Radiology Department at Mayo Clinic, Phoenix. The first is a deep dive into...

    THE SNOW QUEEN CONTEST By Joseph Fleckenstein

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    THE SNOW QUEEN CONTEST(A narrative non-fictional story)by Joseph E. Fleckenstein The ski club’s first meeting of the year is always exciting, festive. Friends and acquaintances from past trips would...

    MACHINE SHOP SUNDRESS By Claudia Geagan

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    MACHINE SHOP SUNDRESSby Claudia Geagan On an ozone drenched summer day in 1961, Mr. Stevenson gives me his black ’54 T-bird and sends me to the loading dock at...

    NOVEMBER SURPRISE By Gabrielle Rivard

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    NOVEMBER SURPRISEby Gabrielle Rivard November 7 I took Harry to nursery school on Monday morning. He was happy to leave me and ran into the living...

    I, THE JUNGLE By Derek Nast

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    I, THE JUNGLEby Derek Nast   Generations and genres later writing style and word usage form differently yet the core of a literary amateur always strives to tell his tale. I, no native to...

    NOTES GOING UNDERGROUND By Joram Piatigorsky

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    NOTES GOING UNDERGROUNDby Joram Piatigorsky   Ladies and gentleman, thank you for inviting me – an ordinary man who, like most, thinks himself special but knows he isn’t – to deliver my own eulogy...

    BRILLIANT CORNERS: AN EXPERIMENT IN VISUAL PROSODY By Michael Milburn

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    BRILLIANT CORNERS: An Experiment in Visual Prosodyby Michael Milburn I was naked without my line ends.Robert Lowell, letter to Elizabeth Bishop             A few years ago...

    MY DESERT By Myla Grier Aidou

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    MY DESERTby Myla Grier Aidou Moses and the Israelites wandered for 40 years in the desert. Every time I have heard this, I have said to myself, “Damn.” Why...

    THE EVIL OF DEATHby Dimitra Tsourou

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    THE EVIL OF DEATHby Dimitra Tsourou “The human species is unique in knowing it must die,” writes Voltaire. The awareness of death makes people vulnerable to fear, which inspires...