On the other side of the stuccoed cinderblock walls, the unfamiliar howls: a hurricane, the first of four—Charley, Frances, Ivan, and Jeanne—that will maul Florida during the summer of 2004.
Sitting With the Storm by Christine Hale
Category: Essays
An archive of all of the personal essays we’ve published at Hippocampus Magazine over the years.
Southern Rain by Todd Sentell
You know it’s been a bad rain when you see so many dead frogs. I saw a lot of them along the side of the road. The air smells different during a flood.
Bus Ride With Santa, the Average Citizen and Me by Jenna Matthys
It is exactly zero degrees, and the sleet is hitting my cheek faster that I can wipe it away.
Who I Am by Sue Granzella
I never knew quite how my mom would answer the question that I’d pose to her each morning when I’d call at 6:45.
Affairs of Dragons by Wendy Thornton
Starla’s poems are difficult and shocking but impressively written. She’s a kid, but it’s clear that she knows things a 14 year old should not know.
Savage Blossom by Amber Peckham
When I was growing up my father always tried to keep Venus fly traps… They didn’t look like anything dangerous, but I always got a little nervous knowing that it ate meat..
Li Ching-Yuen by Dunstan McGill
George sometimes walks with a limp. Which usually means good things. Because a hiccup in George’s gait means George has worked in the field today…
A Temporary Release from the Blues by John F. Miglio
…I wasn’t there to kill him. I was there to interview him, although the bastard deserved to die for all the death and suffering he and his ilk had caused the Guatemalan people…
Watergate Summer by Eve Goldberg
I watched the 1973 Watergate hearings from a motel room…I had dropped out of college and was working as a maid at the Vagabond Motor Inn in Santa Barbara.
Hope is the Thing by Anne Frantilla
At the doctor’s office that afternoon, the young, fit Asian doctor in his designer loafers read from the standard test for memory loss…
