NonFiction - Year III - Number 17 - October 2018

JOYby Allen Long In December 2016 in the San Francisco Bay area, I drove to my orthopedic surgeon’s office in considerable pain.  Despite near-agony in my right leg, I experienced a sudden overpowering joy.  It...

I FEEL FIRMLYby G David Schwartz  I feel firmly that God will not condemn any hunan being to eternal damnation if because they did or did not believe in something presented to the from out...

MY BIG, PERFECT BROTHERby John Bonanni My brother is Mr. Perfect. My brother can do no wrong.At least that is what my mother always insists. He never gets into trouble. He alwaysavoids confrontation. His tantrums...

PRESENCEby Marjorie McAtee I don’t know what happens to people after they die. Maybe they go to Heaven or Hell or Purgatory, like I was taught in Catechism class as a girl. Maybe they lurk...

CURTAINby Juliana Nicewarner “Love the art in yourself, not yourself in the art”– Stanislavski Act 1A thirteen-year-old girl takes her first step under stage lights. She’s blinded. She’s woozy. She had been practicing all day. She...

MY ANCIENT ENEMYby Daniel Bailey My Nijinsky bird-feet seemed to be going over well in our first conversation that fall afternoon in 1973. I called them that because my arches are so high my feet...

RESTLESS RAMBLINGSby Sara Magruder  Complete and Utter NonsenseI sit in the living room at 1:30 am and begin writing. I know I am going to be tired and cranky in the morning, but I can’t...

HOPE AT LASTby Jon Epstein My skin didn’t fit. I was consumed with angst, self-consciousness, and low self-esteem. But, of course, at fifteen, I just thought everyone’s life was better than mine.A loud siren blares...

    WE CALL HIM ABBAby Sacha Gragg  “Sacha, is your family Jewish?”I don’t remember which one of my soccer teammates asked me that, but the question stunned me. My hand stilled the wooden spoon stirring artificial...

TRIAL BY FIREby Braelyn Riggs The first time I ever saw an automatic paper towel dispenser was when I was nine years old. My seven year old sister Jerica and I were standing in a...