my therapist asks me, blake, can you please tell me: what have you lost and what have you found? i really don’t want to answer, but: a new oat milk brand. wellbutrin. i drink cappuccino. […]
Category: Nonfiction
A Year of Violence (Michael Aurelio)
During the year in which my girlfriend was brutally attacked and almost killed, I took up boxing. I wandered the streets of Manhattan. Dared cars to run me over. Stared down 6ft tall men hoping […]
Fort Collins, Colorado: A Portrait (Johannah Racz Knudson)
We forget the connection between fort and fortress, as in keep out. Still, this town’s high on the best places to live lists, reason for another block of pricey apartments. Antifreeze-blue port-a-potties and little men […]
Wolfjaw (Elizabeth Muller)
I will live and die for the ocean, but goddamn if there isn’t something about a mountain stream. It’s not so much that the mountains make me feel small but that the world seems bigger […]
When You Can Strangely Summon Smells from a Long-Lost Time (Anandi Mishra)
smell of your mother’s presence, from behind her ears. smell of that favorite sweet cologne of a pretentious cousin from another cousin’s wedding. the smell of late December and early January rains that hooded your […]
Lines on the Road: A Map of My Fears (Courtney Skaggs)
Carcinophobia I realize I can’t run from myself, but I cancel an appointment with the breast clinic so that I can go on a road trip. I already know I have a “palpable, previously identified […]
Mean as a Striped Snake (Bodie Fox)
Chairhead My sister Blaine shoved her head into a chair in children’s church one time. Wasn’t paying no attention and just got down on the floor and stuck her head right through the back of […]
Center of Attention (Greg Oldfield)
Dear Paul, I’m sorry I crumpled up your David Robinson rookie card. It was a dick move. I was immature, insecure, manipulatable, and unable to express myself in constructive ways. We were twelve. I still […]
Write About Race (Gauraa Shekhar)
What they want me to write about: how, like every Indian family, mine harbored hope for a fair-skinned daughter. How, they thought of the names in preparation: Arjuni, Divyatha, Gauri. Names, that, in God-fearing Sanskrit, […]
