The Hollow Places of the World
The ores of divine providence are everywhere infused, and everywhere to be found. St. Augustine, De Doctrina Cristiana The margins of the world surrounded me—at least in the physical sense—for hundreds...
View ArticleUnder and Over Promiscuity — Rome (II)Lily Hoang
Recently, men have asked me to be their slut. And during the sex act, they say, almost universally, “You’re just a slut, aren’t you?” The mere idea of my promiscuity stiffens them. To them, it is hot...
View ArticleHourglassJulie Marie Wade
What made Marilyn Monroe so alluring? While you may say it was her tousled blond locks or pouty red lips, science stacks it up to her curvaceous, hourglass body shape. Your body shape acts as an...
View ArticleBloodsportLiz Blood
Richard, a Filipino tricycle motorbike driver, agreed yesterday to drive us from Alona Beach, where we are staying, to the Sunday afternoon cockfight just outside of Panglao. He’s a quiet man, but...
View ArticleThese Things Should Not HappenMichelle Webster-Hein
We took a walk this evening as we often do. My husband pushed my daughter in her stroller as I walked alongside. There are things I notice each time we pass them—the morning glories a block down that...
View ArticleNocturne in the Key of WeLaura S. Distelheim
Five o’clock a.m. on a morning last fall, in the Walgreens of an affluent suburb on Chicago’s North Shore, where I have gone to buy batteries for my flashlight on my way to the beach to watch the sun...
View ArticleJunk Food KillerD A Thompson
The memory hits me like hunger: sudden pangs, gnawing edgewise. First it’s just a headline and the torn edge of a story. A nutrition professor. His gruesome murder. Fast food strewn all around the...
View ArticleCatch Me, I’m FallingDionisia Morales
I found out I was pregnant during rock-climbing season. The weekend before the test showed positive, I was clinging to the stone faces that flank central Oregon’s Crooked River. That weekend, like...
View ArticleWhat Is There, What Is MissingRiver Holmes-Miller
I am The Weird Girl. The Freak. The Barfy Little Feeb. I have glasses and thin white hair that drizzles over my shoulders like dandelion fluff. I am the smallest kid in the 5th grade. I stand in front...
View ArticleThe ChevraGoldie Goldbloom
chevra kadisha (Hevra kadishah) (Aramaic: קדישא חברא), Ḥebh’ra Qaddisha Jewish “holy society” for the preparation of the dead for burial 1. I want to write about my mother’s life as if she is alive...
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