Nonfiction

TITLE: Human in Trees, Trees in Human What I like about native trees, sometimes, are the names themselves. Customarily, the names of places are derived from the indigenous trees that are locally found. Long before...

After my husband died, my realtor cast his eye down the length of our living room, which could have worked as several bowling alleys, and nodded.             “I can do this,” he said with a...

Our baby was born during the pandemic. In a heightened state of lockdown. With a team of overeager nurses checking in constantly because we were the only ones in the labor ward. In a...

An old friend, a bond salesman, called me in Nashville that morning from the 68th floor of a high-rise in Lower Manhattan.He described the second jet, low and fast. His voice shook. I told...

Sydney McLaughlin shattered her own world record by .78 seconds.  That was world record number four in two years.  Her first came when she became the only woman to dip below 52 seconds in...

I recently left the strict high-demand religion I belonged to for the past thirty years. The values and practices associated with my faith shaped every part of my life: family priorities, Sunday behaviors, clothing,...

People used to say I was special. It wasn’t so much that my personality set me apart, I was painfully shy and gave little of myself away. The “gift” I was told I had...

Stress accumulates the more I get annoyed. The more I get annoyed the easier and more I get irritated. The next thing I know I find myself in sickness – a sickness that could’ve...

An ambulance slowly drives past in silence. I am standing by the four-foot-tall Christmas tree by the window, looking past the snowflake decals taped on the cold glass. The ambulance comes with no sirens...

                                                     The Battle at Victor's Barn I must've been seven or eight when old Mrs.Twombly's husband  died. She held an open house to sell some of the stuff she no longer wanted. Sort of a...