Nonfiction

The seven fifteen alarm function of my smartphone had only time for a few bars of its xylophonic chime before I put it through the first session of its daily routine; three snoozes, at...

Most people have dreamt at least once in their life of losing a tooth. In my country, Iran, people take it as an omen of the imminent death of a family member. I haven’t...

I had hardly lured myself into getting out of the house that day. It seemed all too difficult, and having a doorman did not help. It was just adding to my anxiety of getting...

Alarms ending in seven were just one of the latest products of my sporadic self-diagnosed OCD. My phone began beeping at 5:37 am. The bottle of Trader Joe’s Two-Buck Chuck I’d downed the night...

Nós quatro perdemos a rua Por Hellen Albuquerque Quando eu tinha 11 anos, me mudei de escola. Novo uniforme, agora azul escuro com listras amarelas laterais que me faziam parecer parte oficial dos Correios. Novos nomes...

The Universe as a Fluke The laws of physics have always existed. They manifest as potential energy and interact randomly. They have no consciousness or purpose. They exist outside of space and time in a...

Xifaki, A South African Soccer Granny “I am eighty-six years old. I don’t know what my mates say when they look at me. Most of them do not even believe that I am that old....

The Counting of Little Bird, by Deena Goldstein (excerpt, from OK, Little Bird) After two months of observing the pandemic visitation restrictions, I learn I’m able to visit my father through the screen of his...

I was a new doctor in 1997 when one of my patients suffered severe swelling in the throat after being given medicine in the emergency room at the hospital. I tried unsuccessfully to place...

This came back to me years later when my brother and I were moving my mother to a smaller apartment in Waltham, Massachusetts. I was cleaning out a drawer when I came across a batch...