Before saying farewell, let us first look at who we were. We were a creative nonfiction magazine seeking to make meaning, or sense of the world through the use of the creative nonfiction form. We printed graphic memoir, narrative image, we printed list…
The Vegan Way: 21 Days to a Happier, Healthier Plant-Based Lifestyle that Will Transform Your Home, Your Diet, and You Jackie Day St. Martin’s Griffin, $25.99 In The Vegan Way, written by Jackie Day, we are drawn in with a question: “If you…
The Memory Eaters Elizabeth Kadetsky University of Massachusetts Press 208 pages The Memory Eaters is Elizabeth Kadetsky’s inquiry into the labyrinth of holes that is her dying mother’s past, and by extension, her own. Some of these holes are literal ones in her mother’s…
Days & Discoveries View video essay here _____________________ Tracie Taylor is a 2nd year graduate student at Columbia College Chicago, where she is pursuing her MFA in poetry. In her undergrad (Ball State University) she earned her degree with a BA in English and…
Colorful Growing up in the USSR, I’m used to the scarcity of choice in clothes. I live in Leningrad, Soviet Union’s second largest city. Nothing sold in the stores has any aesthetic appeal. Shapeless pants – half denim, half dirt – cling together…
Ladies and Gentlemen, Cher If challenged to categorize my generation of gay men into forums, I’d split them by those who love Cher and those who can’t stand her. I accept this is a stereotype that would prostrate many, but I see it…
Help Yourself You receive the news that the annual family end of the summer soiree will be held at your house this year. Acknowledge the butterflies crashing around in the pit of your stomach, the swimming sensation in your head and the weakness…
My Mother Stores My Body in Her Knees When my mother found out my grandmother was going to die from the cancer that had rocked her bones and eaten her breasts she was twenty and her father was already six months dead. I…
Reclaiming the Body Touch has a memory. O say, love, say, What can I do to kill it and be free? —John Keats Identifying Triggers In a small gym in the hills of Pennsylvania, I stand barefoot on a filthy red mat with…