NonFiction - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

ANYTHING LIKE GODby Brianne Bannon At 16 I was the best person I am ever capable of being. It was not a full peak, necessarily; I was shy and had bad skin and a tendency...

BRILLIANT CORNERS: An Experiment in Visual Prosodyby Michael Milburn I was naked without my line ends.Robert Lowell, letter to Elizabeth Bishop             A few years ago I found myself adjusting the line lengths in my poems,...

NOVEMBER SURPRISEby Gabrielle Rivard November 7 I took Harry to nursery school on Monday morning. He was happy to leave me and ran into the living room of the old house in Southeast Portland to the...

THE EVIL OF DEATHby Dimitra Tsourou “The human species is unique in knowing it must die,” writes Voltaire. The awareness of death makes people vulnerable to fear, which inspires Epicurus to give answers to fundamental...

MACHINE SHOP SUNDRESSby Claudia Geagan On an ozone drenched summer day in 1961, Mr. Stevenson gives me his black ’54 T-bird and sends me to the loading dock at Lockheed with a shoebox-sized rush delivery.I’ve...

I, THE JUNGLEby Derek Nast   Generations and genres later writing style and word usage form differently yet the core of a literary amateur always strives to tell his tale. I, no native to the mile-high...

THE SNOW QUEEN CONTEST(A narrative non-fictional story)by Joseph E. Fleckenstein The ski club’s first meeting of the year is always exciting, festive. Friends and acquaintances from past trips would be there. There would be the...

    IN THE WAITING ROOMby Pete Warzel   There are two manners of conversation that occur in the waiting room of the Radiology Department at Mayo Clinic, Phoenix. The first is a deep dive into the existential,...

NOW, THAT'S EXTRAORDINARYby Michele Sprague   Between taking the kids to soccer practice, hosting sleepovers for their friends, working, taking graduate courses…Whew! And that’s only part of my to-do list. No wonder, my mind seems to...

NOTES GOING UNDERGROUNDby Joram Piatigorsky   Ladies and gentleman, thank you for inviting me – an ordinary man who, like most, thinks himself special but knows he isn’t – to deliver my own eulogy at my...