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A commercial fisherman, a difficult pregnancy, a widowed father
By Our ReadersSeptember 2019Under the Milky Way, after the fireworks, out of the closet
By Our ReadersJune 2019I’m a new face in the therapy group. / My wife’s ultimatum drove us here tonight. / And when my turn in the circle comes / to say what I’m feeling right now, / my tears surprise even me.
By Jim RalstonMay 2019I take the test, grade myself strictly, and add up the points. The result is that I’m likely an alcoholic and should seek treatment as soon as possible. I take the test again and grade myself more forgivingly, because forgiveness is a virtue.
By Jacob AielloApril 2019By turns funny and sad, caustic and poignant, Tony’s poetry first appeared in The Sun in May of 2000, and he was a regular contributor for the past ten years. Though he frequently used humor to make his writing more accessible, he could still catch the reader off guard with a sudden shift in tone, ending a poem in a very different mood than where it began.
By Tony HoaglandMarch 2019We made eyes across the room. We made each other’s acquaintance, whatever that means. I made a move, you made a face. We made out anyway. We made bad pottery, we made bad jokes.
By Ben HoffmanJanuary 2019For many years — the majority of my life, in fact — acknowledging death’s inevitability exerted little psychological pressure on me. I had no fear of passing, as they say, from this world into the next, or, assuming no next world exists, simply entering oblivion.
By Matthew VollmerDecember 2018A teacher’s legacy, a professor’s dilemma, a stranger’s confessions
By Our ReadersNovember 2018At 3 AM my eyes snap open. It’s been about fifteen hours since my last fix, and I’m already edging into withdrawal. With a sigh I get out of bed and head down to the basement to make a cup of tea from my store of opium poppies.
By Alan CraigOctober 2018Personal, political, provocative writing delivered to your doorstep every month—without a single ad.
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