Home NonFiction - Year III - Number 14 - July 2018

NonFiction - Year III - Number 14 - July 2018

    WHEN LOVE WAS A STORY WORTH TELLING by Mathieu Cailler

    0
        WHEN LOVE WAS A STORY WORTH TELLINGby Mathieu Cailler   Maybe it’s because I’m a writer, maybe it’s because I’m a romantic, maybe it’s simply that I’m a sucker for a good story, but I’m envious...

    DANCING WITH MY MOTHER By Nancy Nau Sullivan

    0
    DANCING WITH MY MOTHER by Nancy Nau Sullivan My mother left me for three months with my Aunt Margaret when I was a newborn. She went to San Francisco to meet my father who had survived World...

    IN LOVE AND WAR By Dufflyn Lammers

    0
    IN LOVE AND WARBy Dufflyn Lammers I couldn’t bear watching him walk through the rain with his head wet, so I bought two umbrellas, one for myself and one for my boyfriend, the first Spring...

    OF KIEV, COWS, AND COUNTRY FOLKS by John Walters

    0
    OF KIEV, COW’s AND COUNTRY FOLKSby John S. Walters    In 2011 I received a modest windfall, which any sensible person nearing retirement would have added to his modest nest egg. But this money was unlike...

    THROUGH THE FOG OF TIME By Jeffrey James Higgins

    0
    THROUGH THE FOG OF TIMEby Jeffrey James Higgins                All your dreams are on their waySee how they shineOh, if you need a friendI’m sailing right behindLike a bridge over troubled waterI will ease your mind Simon...

    DOES BURKE MATTER By Judson Blake

    0
    DOES BURKE MATTER?by Judson Blake When I was small, in what seems like pre-history now, I had passionate arguments with college students about the National Debt, which I believed was a problem that would grow...

    LIFE JACKET by Leslie Tucker

    0
    LIFE JACKETby Leslie Tucker  The veins in the man’s thick forearms are distended and his biceps bulge. He squats with thighs stretched wide, corrugated soles of his boots balanced on the pile of rubble. He...

    A LOST VIOLIN, A LAST LETTER HOME By Mike Dillon

    0
    LIVING IN AND BEYOND THE WORLDby L. S. Hope Truthfully, there are things I miss about living in the world.If I lived in the world, I would go to natural history museums.  I would visit...