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Kathryn Petruccelli

Time: A Brief Manifesto My lover and I fight about time. We fight about how much time we spend and don’t spend together. We fight when...

Elise Wallace

Reforming One summer, I took a bath each day. I was not sure who I was, or how to be me. Some days I was...

Kathryn Petruccelli

At the Grave I'd have said the reason I went was to see if their names were spelled correctly on the stone. I approached, flinching...

Samantha Sorenson

While Attempting to Write about My Sister I think of how our dad enlisted us in yard work—nonoptional—and the weight of moving rocks from one...

Shannon Dale

What I Understand I dreamed of a man with a gun in a food store and how he brought me with him to a corner....

Lindsey Jones

The Cold is Called Winter As a child, I don’t remember once noting the ritual graying of the sky or greening of the earth. I...

Laila Gharzai

A Helping Hand It’s winter and my mom’s standing in the kitchen of my moldy flat in the outskirts of Greater London, chopping Romano...

Jacqueline Goyette

Summer's End We eat panzerotti piping hot -- freshly fried dough, mozzarella, tomato sauce that is salty, tangy, thick -- on a bench behind a...

Elizabeth Koster

Half Moon The mud was so t­hick we unbuckled our sandals and slid in that slick mineral earth, sludge squished between our toes. Giggling, giddy,...

Mary Ann McGuigan

The Assignment Miss Irving’s voice is nasal but forceful. As she reads the essay, she pauses now and then and looks at the class—most of...

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