My dad drank. That’s the nice way of putting it, I guess—“He drank,” as if it might mean just the once.
Category: 2017 Issues
Women Without Names by B. Richard Wright
As we spoke, drank, and watched the busy street with its mix of sailors, marines, and locals milling about, a black van stopped in front of us…
CRAFT: Answering the Call: On Writing About Trauma and Loss by Nicole Breit
Love, loss, heartbreak: it’s the theme embedded in so many memorable works of art.
Review: The Art of Misdiagnosis by Gayle Brandeis
Gayle’s memoir, The Art of Misdiagnosis: Surviving My Mother’s Suicide is a heart-wrenching exploration of grief, motherhood, illness, and wellness.
REVIEW: All the Difference by Patricia Horvath
Patricia Horvath is a bookish college professor much more at home in sedentary pursuits — sitting in her writing chair, tucking away in the library — than in active ones.
REVIEW: Some Bright Morning, I’ll Fly Away by Alice Anderson
As Anderson enters the court system to petition for divorce and custody of her children, it seems like a clear-cut case…
Helix by Anne Gudger
Bare feet in the cool of sand. We stood almost pinky toe to pinky toe, pale pink polish (hers) to cobalt blue (mine).
Taunting the Abyss by Y.L. Fein
Cancer drove me. Seven years after the event I still couldn’t say the word. Neither could my friends, at least not to my face.
Baptism by Fire by Gwen Erkonen
My pager alarms and the number in the display is one I’ve never seen before.
Pulp by Sarah Morris
No fingers or toes or pupils or teeth or hair. Just a heartbeat. Supposedly.