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NonFiction - Year VI - Number 47 - April 2021

    GRIEF AND HIGH SCHOOL REUNIONS by Donald Zagardo

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    Grief and High School Reunions They live in the back of my mind like a waking dream. I can never forget them. I don’t want to. They were my...

    THE RIVER ROSE by Meg Jerit

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    The River Rose             Things started to feel differently. A rash began to creep up my neck. A knowing was gnawing inside of me, but it eluded my fingertips...

    BLUEBERRY DOGS by Sara Wetmore

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    Blueberry Dogs I am six years old and I am stapling a stack of printer paper together, right in the center where I’ve folded a sharp crease so that...

    OUR BEAUTIFUL TAHOMA by Mike Nolan

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    Our Beautiful Tahoma by Mike Nolan When my grandmother was hospitalized, I received a phone call from my dad. “Drop what you’re doing and drive home,”...

    WHEN YOU’RE AGORAPHOBIC AND YOUR HUSBAND GETS CANCER by Suellen Meyers

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    When You’re Agoraphobic and Your Husband Gets Cancer Seated on a cold concrete bench outside Saint Rose Hospital, I saw my brother-in-law and his new girlfriend coming up the...

    THE BLUE ROOM by Shelbi Tedeschi

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    The Blue Room I lie in the spare bedroom of our little house. First house. I am wrapped in a twin-sized comforter from one of our college dorm rooms,...

    CATCHING UP by Derek Nast

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    Catching Up   Some years ago,  I watched the movie, “A walk to remember.” Closer to the end of the flicka particular scene stuck out as Jamie and Landon...

    WHAT WE’VE KNOWN ALL ALONG by Conor Mulvaney

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    Title: What We Knew All Along It has been a long, preventable, predictable four years. This isn’t an essay about vindication. This is an essay about defeat.

    ROUSING BITS OF ASSORTED WHOLES by Joseph O’Day

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    Rousing Bits of Assorted Wholes Joseph O’Day             Every December I used to rip out listings of best books of the year from The New York...

    SINK AND SLUDGE by Billie Pritchett

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    The sink is clogged again. I’ve brushed my teeth and now the sink is just a porcelain bowl of cloudy water. It’s morning, and I’m tired, and I need to take a...