The house was flanked by pecan trees. Mama picked up so many over the years she could’ve built a second house out of them.
I could ask my neighbor a mile away to tell me again about the jars of water she sets out in moonlight….
It is here and now the boy understands what people mean by the power of nature.
This morning, I’m at the wheel of the school carpool when, ahead of me, a boy steps off the curb.
I could ask my neighbor a mile away to tell me again about the jars of water she sets out in moonlight….
This morning, I’m at the wheel of the school carpool when, ahead of me, a boy steps off the curb.
That mole felt as much a part of me as did my straight eyelashes…
It is here and now the boy understands what people mean by the power of nature.
The house was flanked by pecan trees. Mama picked up so many over the years she could’ve built a second house out of them.
My mother doesn’t quite process the news and looks to me for help.
You are a young woman when you attend a dinner party at the farm.
Live with the story. Let it sit. New information will come in.
…a charming, engaging, and mouth-watering chronicle of the Shalhoub family and their annual summer reunion.
Like Pauletta, I have Appalachian ancestry…. Neither of us live in Appalachia now, but we are always, in some ways, going home.
Much like anything we create, emotional texture…. is almost always part of the design, or at least, it should be.
You have to be tech savvy, social media savvy, design savvy — and that’s just the tip of the iceberg.
Beyond the bounds of traditional memoir, What We Lose is also a work that wrestles with the craft of writing..
Wonderland reveals the cold, transactional machinery humming beneath that charitable veneer.
Houses as repositories of memory and keys to our past are the book’s uniting themes.
I was always curious about how conspiracy theories start…
Well-written nonfiction almost always makes readers feel uncomfortable.
Ken Wilson examines how walking outside transforms our inner life and deepens our awareness of the earth.
the essays….are pocket-sized and personal, exactly right for readers who prefer to take their time, one essay per lamplit evening…
Swimming holes, hot springs, rivers, lakes, tiny creeks, and oceans — they all counted.
We’re catching up on “alumni updates” from winter ’til now. This edition shares book news, contest placements, and more form Hippocampus Magazine contributors.
Announcing the finalists/shortlist for the 2026 We Love Short Shorts Contest for Flash Creative Nonfiction.
