R Categories Craft Essay Reusing the Muse As though light broke us apart. As though light came with the rubble of words, though we die among the husks of remembering. —Ruth Stone,..
A Categories Craft Essay A Work in Progress It’s 3 a.m., my witching hour. Miss K, my therapist, calls it the “common hour” because apparently so many people are awake at this time..
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V Categories Essay Visitor’s Pass I’m not afraid of hospitals. Never have been. Somehow they are eerily comforting to me. I quickly learned the names of nurses at The University..
w Categories Essay where do we start My brother asks the question, and it’s a tough one with no good answer. So I shrug, head upstairs, and he follows. Vince and I..
L Categories Essay Leaning Pines What responsibility do writers have when they write about the environment? Environmental writer and memoirist Carole Firstman shared an example and her thoughts:“When we write about..
t Categories Essay the gravity of play: a reader response I grew up around guns, though less directly than my peers. My dad was the only father I knew in my south Louisiana town who..
Y Categories Essay You Want Two Tickets to the Gun Show So, you want to attend a gun show, but you’ve never actually been around a gun before. I get it—I’ve been there—you’re a well-meaning peacenik..
