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

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“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

“Meet Steven” by Chris Jansen, 2019 Non-Fiction Spring Contest Winner

When the lunch bell rings we gather again, a clot of disheveled junkies in the artery of the hallway. A couple of new zombie faces have appeared, including the living-dead doctor and a girl named Melanie who wears the ubiquitous sweatpants and, instead of flip-flops, dirty pink Dearfoam slippers. She’s young and skanky-cute, like she … Continue reading “Meet Steven” by Chris Jansen, 2019 Non-Fiction Spring Contest Winner

“Laws of Motion” by Lena Crown, 2019 Non-Fiction Winter Contest Winner

Every object persists in its state of rest or uniform motion in a straight line unless it is compelled to change that state by forces impressed upon it. Jaxon was stranded all the way across town when he called me at three-thirty on that Thursday in November. He rushed through the introduction – “Heyineedafavor.” I … Continue reading “Laws of Motion” by Lena Crown, 2019 Non-Fiction Winter Contest Winner

“Ghost Images” by Karen Collier, 2018 Non-Fiction Fall Contest Winner

“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