Category: Essays

An archive of all of the personal essays we’ve published at Hippocampus Magazine over the years.

At forty below zero, machines mostly don’t matter.

As a scientist who teaches evolutionary medicine, I spend much of my time thinking about why bodies fail

I’ve relocated to a place where the mountains disappear.

Two years ago, the phone rang, the number unlisted.

In prisons, Toastmasters Clubs are called gavel clubs.

We tried to make the most of our time by doing nothing at all.

If the fifteenth floor of the McGill psychology building were a person, she’d be really into direct communication.

Mist hung over the green-blue water of the McKenzie, hiding the boat-ramp from the island of rocks….

The doctor sat on the edge of the hospital bed and said, “Glen, you have a tumor in your brain.”

Bodies sweep in, gloves snap, lights flare, and someone says she’s ten centimeters….

Page 1 of 69

1 2 3 … 69 »