Category: Nonfiction
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Teenage Apostate
Nonfiction by Mike Jeffrey People sang loud at Keswick, so I sang loud, and I didn’t fall asleep during the sermons as I often did back home. I read along when scripture was quoted instead of flipping to the verses about boobs in Song of Songs.
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The Rock Covered Up His Brahma Bull Tattoo the Same Weekend I Watched Him in the Film San Andreas
Nonfiction by Brian Oliu And I cannot blame him for it—to acknowledge our past is to recognize that we were someone else once; we are creatures that lose pounds of skin throughout our lives, so who is to say how it is we regenerate.
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Check Yes Or No
Nonfiction by Cindy Skaggs They talk me into Twizzlers from the vending machine before we head back to the silver minivan that rides low under the weight it carries: boxes, crates, computer, blankets and pillows, toys, and a hamper, all crammed into the backseat in under an hour.
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Gay Prom
Nonfiction by Laurel Dixon +++What’s strange is how familiar it seems. Lukewarm appetizers huddle on a table someone has tried to make festive with a red tablecloth.
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On Hysteria
Nonfiction by Renée Branum +++Grandma Wanda used the word “hysterical” to describe anything worthy of extreme laughter. Her laugh began as a low burst, like an exploding balloon, and then receded toward a series of open-throated guttural “gar gar gars.”
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We Are All Art Monsters
Nonfiction by Rachel Lyon Like many readers I encountered the phrase “art monster” when I read Jenny Offill’s novel Department of Speculation. “My plan was to never get married,” her female narrator says. “I was going to be an art monster instead. Women almost never become art monsters because art monsters only concern themselves with…
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Baby Books
Nonfiction by Alyssa Ross +++“You were an awful child,” Mother likes to say, especially when she has some red wine and an audience. She weaves exaggerated tales in her slight Southern bark: stories about the terrible things I’ve done and the grief she’s endured.
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Don’t Stop Me Now
Christine Quattro, Don’t Stop Me Now, Essay Christine Quattro, Nonfiction Christine Quattro, queen christine quattro, queen essay christine quattro, Queen essay quattroNonfiction by Christine Quattro (November 23, 1991) Five days before Thanksgiving, Freddie Mercury released a statement. It said that he was dying. Twenty-four hours later, he was gone.