Perdida, Loss by Suze Lord
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The author supports her teenage daughter through anorexia
The First Fifty by Natascia Tornetta-Mallin
In the beginning there was Ricky. Stories of his wild abandon preceded him. They used to talk about the time that Ricky jumped from the roof
Beauty Queens by Cali Haan
East Vancouver, 1987 Ladies and Gentlemen! Mga Binibini at Ginoo! The next contestant —ang susunod na kalahok ay Miss Tisha kumakanta— is...
Introducing Fat Tom by Dan Hankner
Fat Tom and I have been friends since the beginning of time.
Mom's Trump Card by Rick Whitaker
I asked my mom why Butch despised me--was it just because I was gay? No, Mom said, there’s more to it than that
Young Man’s Desire: Memories of Boarding School in the '60s and '70s by Rod Madocks
Girls! Feminine giggles and shadowy shapes in the October dusk. There I was in the quadrangle between the library building and the chapel
Embarking on a [brief] life of crime by Lawrence Morgan
In the late afternoon on a sunny day in 1966 my ride from Paris dropped me off on the outskirts of Venice
Making the Grade by Sue Clark
Everyone fancies the coach driver. But it’s me he’s staring at. I notice as soon as I clatter up the metal steps.
Out of the Picture by Charles Hara
May 3rd, 1971. We're having a party. I’m six years old, and my parents still speak to one another.
Luxor Boxing Girls by KH Mezek
About a year ago, I had the pleasure of forming the first ever girls boxing club in Luxor. It was somewhat revolutionary, no exaggeration.
Ninety-One in Dog Years by Wilson Koewing
When I was seven, Mom and I took a drive. There was a peace to life then. Rural South Carolina was a slow place.
Disaster Parenting by Robert Kerbeck
I wonder how my teenage son, Davis, will remember me after I’m gone. Perhaps it’s a thought in the minds of many parents in these COVID-19 d
Chicken Gizzards by Alison R. Solomon
The time came for me to learn what every orthodox Jewish girl needs to know about ensuring blood doesn’t get anywhere it shouldn’t
And Yener Danced With His Radio by Lawrence Morgan
The wind pressed on me from the south, a lodos wind, the Ottoman wind that drives men mad. I wondered if that was what was wrong with me.
The Name Puzzle by Linda Petrucelli
Mother liked to pretend that my name was a family decision. I was the third child born to Donato and Carmella Petruccelli of Davenport, Iowa
Herat, 1968 by Lawrence Morgan
My fellow wanderers on the hippie trail have all gone to Goa for Christmas, and I am here alone. Herat is a bleak town in the winter.
For The Love Of Dogs by Samuel Dodson
Our house was forever alive with animal instinct. We grew up surrounded by a veritable menagerie, some more memorable than others...
Newspapers, eggs, sausages and milk with splash of love by Heather Gatley
I was brought up to expect to work. As young as thirteen, I was encouraged to take a paper round...
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