CICADAS – By Katy Major
CICADASBy Katy Major
If you live somewhere in the stretch between northeast Ohio—that’s where I am—and northwest Virginia, I don’t have to tell you: the fifth brood has emerged. You can already hear their whirr...
SCREW, BUTTON, POTATO – By Jill Jepson
SCREW, BUTTON, POTATOBy Jill Jepson The child has hair the color of butter and a bruise on her knee. She is sitting in flowered cotton pajamas on the linoleum floor of the small kitchen. From...
THE COUNTRY OF THE PAST – By Michelle Cacho-Negrete
COUNTRY OF THE PASTBy Michelle Cacho-Negrete
My husband Kevin and I drift along the Finnish-Russian border as though suspended on the edge of a dream, my dream of Russia, or perhaps my mother’s or grandparents’...
FALLING FROM GRACE – By Ron McFarland
FALLINGS FROM GRACEBy Ron McFarland
The little priest came from Ghana and had retired but remained active at Grace Episcopal in Oak Park, an upscale Chicago suburb where the Hemingway family had worshipped upon occasion....
HYPERION – By Thomas N. Hackney
HYPERIONBy Thomas N. Hackney
According to Drake’s equation, there should be something like 10,000 alien civilizations in theMilky Way galaxy. Okay, the galaxy is a big place but 10,000 civilizations is quite a few. Wherethe...
AUTOBIOGRAPHY – By Patrick Hahn
AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE CHAPTERSBy Patrick D Hahn Chapter OneThis story begins many years ago, back when I was still almost-young, after I had finished with graduate school – or, graduate school had finished with me...
CLIMBING CROAGH PATRICK – By Ellie White
CLIMBING CROAGH PATRICKBy Ellie White “Fortune Assists the Brave” – a Scottish battle cryAbout halfway up the mountain, the air feels thinner. If this were another day, on another trip, it might be okay to...
“THE TRUTH OF BEING AS NON BEING” A Search for Truth within...
THE TRUTH OF BEING AS NON BEINGA Search for Truth within a Limited PerceptionBy Lauren Bush
In “The Medium of Fiction”, William H. Gass suggests, “That novels should be made of words, and merely words, is shocking.”...
SHATTERED AT FIVE – By L. B. Boe
SHATTERED AT FIVEBy L.B. Boe
Uncle Mike built an apartment for us in his basement where the four of us—Mom, my brother and sister, and I—lived while Daddy was in Vietnam. It was a real...
HANDBOOK – By John P. Midkiff
HANDBOOKBy John P. Midkiff
Another day kneeling on the purple-carpeted spring floor. Cartwheel, back walkover, back handspring, round-off two. Skill after skill, every kid is different, and I spot them all, helping them position themselves,...