Category: Essays

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

There she is: white girl drunk on the dance floor of the Reed student union….

We were almost late this morning because I begged Mama to stop at Grandma’s house and get my pageant dress.

Previously, I could find humor almost anywhere, but after Sarah died, laughter came to a halt.

Writers of the TSA website list “What Can I Bring?” slip in humor from time to time….

Theory of Welcome: Boredom opens doors.

We flag a cab to the Bronx. Mama is downright giddy.

Johnny told me he never saw the gun. He didn’t know what hit him, people say.

There used to be a fireplace in the living room of what had become just my dad’s house…

Hyperemesis gravidarum. It had received only passing mention in medical school.

…I receive four texts from Gretchen, my upstairs neighbor and self-appointed building manager.

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