Category Archives: Creative Non-fiction

Family Knots

As in ties that bind, nests that cradle, nets that trap, connections we weave, places to untangle. Mother’s Day and Father’s Day are approaching fast – those holidays made up to remind us of obligations and sell us things to … Continue reading

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On Our Own and With Each Other

On sick communities and Jen Brea’s Unrest I can’t walk, but I can putter. Around the house. Once in a while around the grocery store. But if I over-putter. Or stand too long. Or talk too long. Or play guitar … Continue reading

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Ohio

I am alone with my two-month-old baby all day long, trapped in a flat patio home in a flat little town in northeast Ohio without a car. I am not a good driver and not a patient line-waiter at the … Continue reading

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Theresa Harris

You’re born on New Year’s Eve. 1906 or 1909. Your official bio makes you older, your tombstone, younger. One written in ink, the other in marble. But what doesn’t matter is, you can sing and you can dance and you … Continue reading

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Already Late

It’s already late. I’m standing at the kitchen sink, and I have to pee. “Jacqueline, are you okay?” I call down the hall to my daughter, hard at work on her seventh grade homework. “You need anything?” “No,” she calls … Continue reading

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Summer After

In a snapshot my friend Jordan sends me four hours before three Narcan injections cannot save his life, he is thirty-five years old, shirtless, clutching a can of Coors. All December, when the day is gone and it’s time to … Continue reading

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E is For

I woke to the sound of his voice softly calling: “Eeeee!” Wordlessly, I exited his room. Simon’s kiss tasted of coffee. Two brown, speckled delights remained. His mother gave the eggs to him as he left his family farm. “Make … Continue reading

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