Winter 2013 - Non-Fiction

 
     
 

Jameson Parker
I Love to Play

I love to play. Not just to play but to play. To make music. I love the feeling of the mother of pearl under my fingertips, the brush of brass ...

Jameson Parker  
     
 

 

 
  Sheila Grace Stuewe

Sheila Grace Stuewe
Six Minute Snoozes

 Sunlight streams in, and I cover my face with Mountain Spring-scented sheets. It’s Saturday, but I never fail to set my alarm. I lie in bed tucked ....

 
     
     
 

Afaa Michael Weaver
The Theft of the Clean Heads

In the closet under the stairway to the manager's offices, I kept the tools of my trade, my yellow, plastic water buggy and its detachable wringer....

Affa Michael Weaver  
     
     
  Tarn Wilson

Tarn Wilson
My Perfect Little Life

I’d gotten the job through a temp agency. I wanted to try something new, something that scared me a little, something physical. So instead of checking administrative on my application, I checked light industrial....