Nonfiction
Summer 2002
Falling
Life is either a daring adventure, or it is nothing. —Helen Keller I’m ridin’ high, but I’e got a feelin’ I’m fallin’ fallin’ for nobody else but you. —Fats Wailer […]
Nonfiction
Summer 1992
Bats
for Susan The bed is too large. The sheets extend from my feet like a lip of an iceberg. Leagues beyond the cliffs of my bed is the freezing floor, […]
Nonfiction
Summer 1994
Essential Bodies
It’s a mass on the left ovary,” the doctor says, “. . . roughly the size of a grapefruit.” If it’s not an abscess, this doctor continues, he’ll take it […]