“Mama, why does Daddy get his name in the Bible twice, and mine’s in there just once?” I was five when I confronted my mother as she stood at the kitchen counter, barefoot in her sleeveless blouse and pedal pushers, dipping a wet chicken leg into flour. My mother dropped the chicken back onto the … Continue reading “Ghost Images” by Karen Collier, 2018 Non-Fiction Fall Contest Winner
Tuna Melt with a Side of Grief by L.D. Zane “Twenty-three-ninety-five for the buffet! Are they kidding?” I asked Grace. “That’s what the sign says, Lewis. And that’s the senior price!” she responded with despair. “For a Christmas Day buffet at the West End Family Restaurant?” I turned toward Grace and asked, “Did they say anything … Continue reading Non-Fiction Spring 2018 Winner
Winner of the Fall 2017 Non-Fiction Contest There’s no cutesy way of saying this: yesterday, just as our daily walk in the hills was nearing its bucolic climax, Hazel murdered a deer. As luck would have it, the bloody harvest happened across the street. What would the neighbors think? I was about to throw her … Continue reading The Slide Zone by Noah Sudarsky
Shelley Wood is the winner of our Winter 2016-2017 Non-Fiction contest. We had traveled to South India to explore the famous Kerala backwaters, but we figured while in Kochi, we may as well visit Mattancherry Palace with its mural of Lord Krishna playing the flute while pleasuring eight milkmaids at once: six with six hands … Continue reading “Marriage Backwaters (A Love Story)” by Shelley Wood
"Probed" by Ellyn Gelman is the second place winner of our Fall Non-Fiction Contest. I hit the snooze button on top of the digital clock. 6:30 AM. My husband, Dan, reached around my belly and pulled me up against him and we spooned in silence until the snooze alarm sounded. Married for ten years, together … Continue reading “Probed” by Ellyn Gelman
"Lessons" by Karen Chen is the winner of our Fall 2016 Non-Fiction Contest. It was 7 A.M. August morning. My mother called home. She spoke too loudly, the way she always did over the phone, as if I couldn’t hear her over the U.S.-Canadian border between us. “Hello?” “Hey, Mom.” She was quiet for a … Continue reading “Lessons” by Karen Chen
