His feet are large. His hair is hard.
Category: Non-Fiction
The Poison House. Winter Nonfiction Winner.
Now they had religion. It was time to buy a house.
When I first saw true hate. First in a series.
Part of our mission was to directly fight insurgents; the other part was to stabilize and protect communities that were being terrorized by small groups of radicalized insurgents.
Never a Goodbye. Nonfiction Honorable Mention. Fall 2020.
Al was my new-found brother, filling the sibling gap of an only child. We matched each other in height, though I was always the skinny kid and Al was more round, of face and body, and that never changed.
Right Hand. Winner, Fall Nonfiction.
I was free. Free to stand on my own feet, rise from dirty baptism – a disbeliever no longer.
Becoming a Blank Canvas. Nonfiction Honorable Mention.
Straight hair was fun for about two minutes.
How Can Black People Go Camping at a Time Like This? Non-fiction Winner, Revolution! Issue
Mourning netting, I call it, hiding the dead.
“Crescent City” by Anna Oberg, 2020 Nonfiction Spring/Summer Contest Winner
I want to tell you of a house on fire. And, of virga, rain that evaporates before it reaches the ground.***I’m still twenty-three when I get married and move to New Orleans. It’s March of 2007. Sometime around my birthday in June, I realize what I’ve done.***The previous summer, my heart breaks for the first … Continue reading “Crescent City” by Anna Oberg, 2020 Nonfiction Spring/Summer Contest Winner
Baby Steps by Kim Vose, 2020 Non-Fiction Winter Contest Winner
New York - 2008 I am a liar, and I don’t know how to stop. My friend, José, tells me I need to. He tells me that people need to see our faces. He says that people like us are here at this university, in this English Ph.D. program, because our classmates, our professors and … Continue reading Baby Steps by Kim Vose, 2020 Non-Fiction Winter Contest Winner
“Soulstrings” by Irina Popescu, 2019 Non-Fiction Fall Contest Winner
I sit on the couch reading for a long time, unwilling to move, feeling satisfied as I read a story about a Midwestern man who used his Domino’s app to order pizza for hungry families on a Wednesday night. I want to call her. I worshipped our ongoing debates about technology’s relationship to human kindness; … Continue reading “Soulstrings” by Irina Popescu, 2019 Non-Fiction Fall Contest Winner
