Hi. It’s been a minute since we’ve spoken. How’s it going? As good as it could be, I suppose. I haven’t been working - yeah, no, it’s okay - I applied for unemployment and I have a few month’s worth of bill money saved up regardless. Not worrying about the financial side of things makes … Continue reading Sea Turtles
Tag: nonfiction
Only Seconds
by Jean Henegan I’m not the type to believe in happily ever after or even the concept of true love. Possibly because I’ve never been in love myself, but that’s a topic for therapy rather than this collab. But, for one moment several years ago, I dropped my cynicism toward the concept of love and … Continue reading Only Seconds
A Lot To Do With It
by Sara LeVee Safyan A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. A lot of my non-adult-like decisions too. It’s almost Neil Armstrong-ian, you know. One small parking spot for my convenience, one big life-altering decision for my life. I would say it’s a pattern, but that would be attributing too much … Continue reading A Lot To Do With It
Non-Negotiables
by Daniel Feldman A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. That’s what I said to my now ex-girlfriend as she asked me what my non-negotiables would be for our hypothetical future wedding. Easy parking and a good view, I explained. She wanted a live band and for there to be no … Continue reading Non-Negotiables
Possibly Thanks for Something
by Amanda Raber A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. Having spent a good deal of my 20’s working as a valet attendant might have something to do with this. It wasn’t the job I imagined myself getting out of college. I chose my small liberal arts university in Central Illinois … Continue reading Possibly Thanks for Something
A Still World
by Elise Leibowitz A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. Bikes have more resting options than cars, you see. We get to finagle our small mass of metal and rubber into spaces that are designated for those creative enough to spy them first. The side of a telephone pole? If your … Continue reading A Still World
Just For a Moment
By Elise Leibowitz Cruising down the highway, I saw a line of donkeys, trotting along the dusty sidelines of the road. Accompanying them were two men of medium stature. Their bodies were wiry, yet sturdy. Their skin was the color of a bruised banana peel, dark brown and sweet. Both men were in their early … Continue reading Just For a Moment
The Rose
By Sara Chana Brummel A flower is so beautiful. Yet there's always that twinge of dread at the inevitability of them wilting and dying away. That was the feeling I first had when I realized I was in love. I reveled in its beauty and dreaded its ultimate demise. One night, I sat crying when … Continue reading The Rose
