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Distance

A trip to the Antarctic, a 500-mile pilgrimage, a two-hour bus ride

By Our Readers December 2020
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Penance For Nico

I first met Nico at a gathering of country-club types. We two misfits clearly didn’t belong at such a party, where the other guests had doused themselves in so much cologne that we were forced to escape our host’s home to catch our breath on the freshly cut grass.

By Robert McGee November 2020
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

Touchless

When both of us were fourteen days clear of getting over COVID, I left our New York apartment for the first time in a long while and quickly became alarmed. No one was on the street. This was in April, when tourists normally descend on Manhattan in flocks, even in our off-avenue neighborhood. But this year a tumbleweed would not have been out of place.

By John Freeman October 2020
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

How I Got To First Base

Earlier that same afternoon All-Star slugger Dave “The Cobra” Parker had revealed to me the secret of hitting: “Hit the fucker hard, and hope it goes far.” I keep this revelation enshrined in the same chamber of my heart where my rabbinical ancestors kept their favorite Scriptures.

By Mark Gozonsky October 2020
Readers Write

Highs And Lows

Getting married, losing a child, singing in a choir

By Our Readers October 2020
Poetry

Love Poem

Brooklyn April 2020 | even now the old men sit / at their corner on the stoop / the three of them on the stairs / one on top of the other / recycled masks hanging / from their faces to appease / whoever loved them / and begged them not to go out / into the street

By Brionne Janae September 2020
Poetry

Musings

A stink bug perches on the bristles of my toothbrush. I know more about ventilators than I should. This morning’s coffee tastes luxuriously of earth. As I run through the forest, pileated woodpeckers hammer and cackle from above. I’ve got an ache in the ball of my foot. Some things never give up.

By Christy Shake September 2020
The Dog-Eared Page

The Race

I used my legs and heart as if I would
gladly use them up for this,
to touch him again in this life

By Sharon Olds September 2020
Essays, Memoirs, & True Stories

For A Future You

I drop by on a Saturday. Your mom lets you answer my knock on the apartment door. The cap of your gastrostomy tube is outlined against your unicorn T-shirt.

By Owen Cason August 2020