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“Looking, Then Listening” by Robert Vivian
21 March on NonfictionLooking up I saw that the sky was naked except for a few strands of clouds like trailing threads of smoke or ether that wanted so much to shine and looking I...
“The End of the Earth” by Jessica Hendry Nelson
24 February on NonfictionMid-February, 2012, and Malletts Bay is frozen over, the small enclave of Lake Champlain that stretches out in front of our cabin in Vermont like a slow yawn. I spend...
“Becoming Acquainted with Rocks” by Kristin Collier
04 October on NonfictionListen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With...
“Unforgivable” by Christopher Locke
05 April on Nonfiction--Loudon, NH 1982-- The richest members of our Pentecostal church owned a racetrack, and as a favor to my father they hired my brother and me to help sell programs....
“The Dairy Queen Window” by Kirsti Sandy
04 November on NonfictionDuring the day the front counter’s windows gave you a full view of the line of customers, of the cars pulling in and out, of the traffic on Laconia, New...
“Fabulous Vacations for the Financially Destitute” by Marti Trgovich
12 December on NonfictionIf pressed, I would deny that I am lost and instead claim that my hotel is lost. It is not here on Montalbano, as the website promised. I peer at...
“Something I Need to Tell You” by Erin Murphy
21 March on NonfictionThe homemade rolls at the Chesterfield Tea Room were yeasty heaps of buttery heaven, kneaded and punched and baked by the staff whose uniforms matched the white linen table cloths...
“Correspondence” by Andrea L. Volpe
10 January on NonfictionA tiny collage hangs at what is eye level, for a six year old, in my son Jacob’s room. It’s not much more than an inch or two high, a...
“Tip Not Included” by Lisa Romeo
10 January on NonfictionWhen I get to my parents’ house, I will begin choosing photographs for the collage we will surely hang, when the time comes, at my father’s wake. He is still...
“Last Days” by Joshua Foster
01 January on Nonfiction“If you do anything,” my father said through the darkness of the pickup cab, “play this song at my funeral.” One-handing the wheel, he rattled around the console, snuck out...
