That night I jammed my erect penis into the opening of Dad’s new wife’s minced garlic jar and put it back in the fridge, so I guessed we were even.… more
Category Archives: CREATIVE NONFICTION
Collisions
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Ben DesboisWhen at a red light for too long I’d headbutt my father. Helmet to helmet, just to say hello. Pachycephalosaurus was one of the last dinosaurs around, headbutting throughout the late Cretaceous. That is until an asteroid hit the planet.… more
Ouzo
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Ilana LindseyTwenty years later I watched a music video and saw a girl flop into the back seat of a car and her legs dangled out the door and the whole thing came back and repeated in my head over and over for hours like the return of a chronic infection, like a burning, corrosive rash.… more
Believable Characters
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Christopher StevensonOh, to be young and think you’re the baddest motherfucker on two legs again. He has four legs. But whatever. We’re all baddasses until life grinds us up and turns us into bologna.… more
Writing About Divorce? Eleven Observations
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Gary PercesepeThe more you resist telling a story, the more likely it needs to be told for you to take the next steps forward, in life as in writing.… more
600 Whiskers
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Riley WinchesterYou can be tall or short; you can be heavy or thin; you can have long hair or short hair or black hair or blonde or purple; you can have freckles or rosacea or clear skin; but none of this will matter if you have a mustache. The mustache becomes you.… more
Sorry, Ruth, Ma Johns, Miss Ferguson
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Ian C SmithMiss Ferguson doesn’t mind me smoking, its aroma reminding her of her dead father, and tells me my surly expression, which I nurture, spoils my looks as I sense her warming to me. Being too young to attract girlfriends is my saving grace in her eyes.… more
Superbloom en plein air
CREATIVE NONFICTION by J.D. IsipPeople will tell you that they always saw what you were, but they’ll never offer up why they kept the information to themselves. Who are we to give a thing a name?… more
Internal Compass
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Andrew BertainaThere was always something alluring about disclosure with strangers, the assurance that your secrets or failings would be forgotten, buried away in that person’s mind as they took a train to a different city, met a different person, until all the new memories fell as thick snow over the slender tracks of your disclosure.… more
Calluses
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Matthew AlcornInnocence is an epidermis, shielding our sensitive nerves from pain. Upon seeing death, that skin sloughs off all at once, a full-body degloving, and even the pressure of the air around you becomes too much to bear, a searing pain that never quite stops, ebbing for a time, then flooding back.… more
