When the phone rings and I see Nora’s picture, I take deep breath and let go of my day’s plans.
Heart Failure by Rocky Lewis
Category: Essays
An archive of all of the personal essays we’ve published at Hippocampus Magazine over the years.
Mapping the Body by Jeanne Lyet Gassman
Begin at the scalp near the part on the left side where all truths reside, where the gray is camouflaged by the careful application of chemicals.
The Claw by Spencer Fleury
I’d been warned about the smell—some of the old-timers called them “stinkies,” which, even at the time, I thought was unfair…
A Friend Home From War by Adam Gianforcaro
He was three minutes late for the interview we scheduled. His military-wired clocks had been blinking twelve hundred hours for nearly two years by then.
Saudade by Lesley Heiser
… it had been six sharp when they ascended the platform, she in a $50 dress that she’d spotted in a hotel gift shop…
Wonder by Leslie Tucker
…my lifetime of church attendance halted abruptly at age seventeen when we read Being and Nothingness in my honors lit class.
Rape Stories by Melissa Frederick
A summer night in Rome feels strangely vacant. After the last of the taxis and weaving mopeds careen into oblivion, a breeze ripples through the dry air…
Searching for Neptune by Susan Pope
We can’t find Neptune. After four hours I want to give up, but my husband Jim is a shadow on the snowy trail ahead of us and he’s not quitting.
Still by Rick Brazeau
At eleven, I was perhaps a little young for such an important task, but ardent in my desire to please God.
First Day by Gail Anderson
We are on the roof: Jonathan, Leo, and I. Or rather, I am on the roof, and they are on the ladder. Twelve years old is too young to be on the roof, I tell them, especially such a roof.
