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essay I am staring out of a window into the dark street while a Ukrainian woman shoves pins into my sleeve when I start to miss my...

essay The last time I had seen my grandparents in person was sometime around 2009. Prior to that, our interactions were spotty,...

essay When I decided to take my body back into the ocean I was feeling very calloused and dry. I hadn’t allowed myself anywhere near the...

essay When I was nineteen, two bartenders from the restaurant I worked at came over to my apartment with tattoos guns they had recently...

essay It was the crickets that kept me up most nights. The incessant chirping beyond my window seemed never ending, as if a gang of...

personal essay - nonfiction Yesterday I received a Christmas package in the mail from my father. Since we live in different states and I...