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Flunking a driver’s test, frightening a bully, grown up at fourteen
By Our ReadersAugust 2019But he’s not getting caught on this trip, he says. He’s packing his stash wrapped in tinfoil, sprayed with deer urine, and taped to the inside of his engine, as per a YouTube tutorial.
By Corvin ThomasJune 2019The Crandells participated in 4-H the way we did everything: bargain hunting, doing odd jobs, and keeping costs and desires to a minimum.
By Doug CrandellJune 2019I lie on the couch in the living room and feel a deep sense of shame, because I’ve increased our debt by getting sick.
By Doug CrandellNovember 2018Brother Sends Mysterious Text (And Woman’s Life Changes Overnight) / How To Drink Your Way Through The First Few Days Of Mourning / Looking For Last-Minute Airfare Deals From Las Vegas To Cleveland?
By Cindy KingOctober 2018This man could have been my rapist, but he looked too nice. He had thick, wavy hair, like a movie star from the seventies, and a jawbone that could take out your eye. I hung my feet over the edge of the roof and let myself slide into his arms.
By Jessica Anya BlauAugust 2018When my brother was twelve, I found six mice nailed to the wall of the abandoned tree house in the woods near our apartment. He spent a lot of time there. It seemed to me the little mouse faces were frozen in agony. As though they’d been alive when he’d hammered the nails through them.
By J. MaysAugust 2018My sister Nell and I were standing on the banks of the Duvallis River, waiting for a man to float down it.
By John JodzioJuly 2018When she was young, she had a small part in a play, but everyone looked at her. Dull her down, the director said, throw an old coat over her. They did, but everyone still looked at her.
By Ellery AkersMay 2018The last time I was in London, I kept passing store windows full of tea towels and souvenir mugs with the motto Keep Calm and Carry On. I once read that when the British government dreamed up the slogan at the onset of World War II, the populace was insulted at being given advice that went without saying.
By Joan SilberMay 2018Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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