You climb into bed, plump your three pillows, pick up your phone and begin to scroll, chuckling from time to time…
Body Braille by Dorothy Rice
Category: Essays
An archive of all of the personal essays we’ve published at Hippocampus Magazine over the years.
Potatoes and Carrots, or How I Found My Soul in Nineteen Prayers by Debi Lewis
The tools of my most potent ritual practice are laid out before me: peeler, knife, cutting board…
Winter Soliloquy by Kelly Fig Smith
These winter days I expend energy fooling myself into thinking I’m content. That I enjoy it, the oppressive dark, the bitter cold.
Jewel Thief by Hannah Austin
There’s an old adage in AA that, before embarking on a romantic relationship, recovering addicts should get a houseplant….
in the fall of 2015 everything was bernie sanders and motion city soundtrack and nothing hurt by Alex Brown
…so we kick our checkered Vans into the back of the closet and add each other on LinkedIn.
My Old Kentucky Cocaine Haircut by Richard Stuecker
As I wound down the mountains, I discovered new layers and depths of misery caused by addiction…
The Science That Set Me Free by Kerry Benson
He stares not because I am different from his son, but because I am the same.
Enduring the Gifts of Soviet Dentistry by Marya Zilberberg
It’s a fall afternoon in 1971, and all forty of us in grade 4-A of the Odessa School #37 are ordered to get our coats and line up…
The Power Economy of Dad by Caleb Coy
My dad is a saver, that breed who knows how to conserve money, and one of his ways is by saving power.
Fan of Anne Sexton by Allison Gruber
A tornado dream for the first time in years. I used to dream of tornadoes repeatedly; they varied in size, some small as ponies, some as big as god.
