What Remained
by Kristina Moriconi
Finalist : Terrain.org 8th Annual Contest in Nonfiction
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Partial Totality
by John Lane
Great Nature has another thing to do…
— Theodore Roethke, “The Waking”
The outer edge of the path of totality passed a... Read More...
The Train that Night
by David Carlin
Between the train tracks by the La Posada Hotel in Winslow, Arizona, a yellow line on the platform marks where you should stand behind. Less t... Read More...
Eight Roosters
by Gina Warren
“Do you live with other people?” the girl asks, clutching the gimpy rooster to her chest. She’s about six years old and is missing one of her ... Read More...
Tidal Rhythms: Excerpts
by Barbara Hurd
The earth was formed from chaos, from collisions, explosions, expansions, accretions. Dust and gasses became the primeval planet which eventua... Read More...
White Noise
by Jennifer K. Sweeney
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I have never th... Read More...
The New World
by Bryan Walpert
If I take a walk through this university campus in New Zealand, a country which has been my home for a dozen years, walk past the too-familiar... Read More...
The Activist and the Obelisk
by Stephanie Elizondo Griest
From the front table of the Akwesasne senior center, we watch as the Mohawks file in: retired steelworkers, clan mothers, elders, activists, a... Read More...
Seven Words for Sustenance and Gnawing
by Holly Haworth
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Strawberries
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Images of Hallow Hill
by Chris Arthur
For me, Hallow Hill has two images so closely bound to it that it requires a special effort to see past them to the reality of the place itsel... Read More...
French Flares
by Sharon Dolin
Watching the Tour de France from a roadside in Southwestern France, in the Midi-Pyrenées, I learn there’s a name for the cyclist who comes in ... Read More...
Fossil Cherries
by Charlotte M. Freeman
On a sunny Sunday morning, I’m making a tea cake for John Fryer. A cup of sugar, a cup of flour, zest of one lemon tossed in a bowl with half ... Read More...
