Category: Essays

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

We build a ramp on the road outside our house using cinder blocks and a long sheet of plywood…

This is not a story of faith, let’s get that straight right away.

Earlier, in class, the teacher had been screaming at us about our stomachs.

Wayside crosses often serve as markers to represent dangerous places.

Buddha’s first teachings started with the Four Noble Truths. But the first of my four noble lies started with pig’s blood.

The first time I cooked rice by myself, at five years old, I burned it to a tarry blackness.

Every house on this street — boxy and small — is exactly the same….

Clyde angles his muscular shoulder in front of mine, forcing me to stop and let him push the gym door open…

I hold the green plastic basket like a blockade between us. I won’t reach out. We’re not allowed to touch….

I’m taking the long way to Austin…cutting northwest up 71, a highway so beautiful there’s a whole song about it….

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