Nonfiction

    A INSIGNIFICÂNCIA DE SER UMA COISA – Rita de Kasia A. Amaral

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    A INSIGNIFICÂNCIA DE SER UMA COISARita de Kasia A. Amaral Eu sou uma coisa. Ou eu fui uma coisa? Acho que antes eu era uma coisa e agora sou...

    DELIVERIES By Carol Crawford

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    DELIVERIESby Carol Childers Crawford A week before Christmas I stood in my Georgia driveway in a thin sweater, holding an oversized, fleece-lined, water repellent coat. I wrestled it into...

    COMPETITION By Sylvia Semel

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    COMPETITIONby Sylvia Semel   CompetitionThis is about competition between multiples as well as other children. Introduction My brother and I are opposite-sex fraternal twins. I would like to share my experience being a twin, discuss the...

    THE GOLD CHAIR By Rebecca Johnson

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    THE GOLD CHAIRBy Rebecca Johnson  It was The Gold Chair that turned everything upside down. It was not an ornate kind of chair. It was not made for Medieval...

    OTHERNESS By Isabel Armiento

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    OTHERNESSUnpacking and questioning the ethics of passing versus publicizingby Isabel Armiento As a science-fiction fanatic, I am fascinated by the way appearance can be so instantly othering.

    CRAIG By Shirley Palmerton

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    CRAIGby Shirley Palmerton  Have you ever felt yourself struggling to wake up and then find you are awake, the nightmare is true? I felt this way one hot summer’s...

    THE BLUE ROOM by Shelbi Tedeschi

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    The Blue Room I lie in the spare bedroom of our little house. First house. I am wrapped in a twin-sized comforter from one of our college dorm rooms,...

    THE SLIVER OF A LIE by Linda Caradine

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    The Sliver of a Lie Once in a blue moon, we may meet someone who appears to have life figured out, someone who knows intrinsically the right things to...

    NAMES By Nancy Wick

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    NAMESby William Alton  My mom was a Neel of the Izard Neels. We were the people folks avoided in Izard’s one bar. We were the people folks whispered about...

    BURBOT By Brandon Stillwell

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    BURBOTby Brandon Stillwell It secretes a thick slime, so viscous it forms webbing between your fingers. Its body the color of decaying milfoil, is patterned as if worms have...