To Bring to Light by Searching by Jane Murray Bird

It was a Sunday afternoon and I was heavily pregnant when it crossed two lanes of traffic and ran straight at me. It was white and made the shape of Omega as it loped. I crouched down, the baby between my knees, and, without a cautionary pause, it leapt, hauled itself...

Eight Days in Mwanza by Jane Murray Bird

Each day, we walk down the red dirt track that rises up like a sand spit from the lake. We pass groups of men, women, children sitting by the side of the road, watching the port, waiting. The dust billowing out from under H’s size eleven hiking boots settles on my...

Piggyback Rides by Leah Messing

The New York City lights illuminated the street sign, and I felt my knees buckling as my cousin Ali and I approached Ludlow Street. Only a few more blocks until our first stop: a vibrant bar on the Lower East Side called Pianos. Yellow taxis zoomed by us as Ali’s...

The Sound of Silence by Liz Marquardt

The #MeToo Movement Content warning: sexual assault This piece is about me coming to terms with being molested by a doctor whom I trusted, my naiveté about what really happened and how both these things relate to the #MeToo movement. It was inspired by all of the...

[stream] by Scott Manley Hadley

Content warning: suicide so i’m looking back on this relationship that ended just over a month ago, maybe less, and my friends are telling me that it’s for the best that she dumped me, that i’ll be happier out of it, that i’ll be a better and more successful person...

Cooking for One by Aaron John Curtis

My chili once took a red ribbon at the Dade County Youth Fair in the beef category, which is ironic as it was the seven years I spent as a vegetarian that taught me how to make it flavorful. I made the award-winning recipe for years, calling it ‘Harvest Chili’. Flying...

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