A short personal essay about my father.
The author recalls a memory he has of his mother crafting a tribute work of art for an artist's memorial.
Bryan Dean Johnson
A woman called out a homeless man for lewd behavior on a crowded train. I got up to help, but my attempt at heroism didn't go as planned.
This is my attempt at the assignment from the Using “On-The-Body” Physical Sensation essay by Chuck.
A Short Essay about the those would play musical instruments and how obnoxious it can sound to others.
Nonfiction. I think I stumbled into the wrong place but I spent my $9. From "Freaks In The Machine: MONDO 2000 in 20th Century Tech Culture
The Avondale tracks and freight yard, with surrounding factories and warehouses were our wilderness, our playground, our clubhouse, our retreat from the world, our place to brag boldly and dream big.
I read about Persia (as it was then) for the first time when I was a child. Never dreaming that I would one day know this country and its people quite well. This is an account of a single day.
a glimpse of artistic impotence: Risk and power, and the balls to talk back.
J Maynard Quimby
Porch Swings In Glory is an essay exploring the author's memories of an Ozarks childhood with his grandparents and their neighbors.
Two lovers meet again after a separation of 20 years. One holds a secret, never revealed to the other. The encounter does not end well. Or perhaps it does.
An essay on my most recent visit with my grandmother and how we failed to connect within the branded space of a chain restaurant.
Cut Deep and Travel Far is essay. It attempts to blend familiar forms--creative nonfiction, collage, poetry, and contemplative essay--into what is being called "hybrid" essay, a new form.
A brief essay on despair and the need to keep going in spite of it.
This is not a horror story. It's actually a sweet story. Inspired by recent essay submissions, and by Brooke's mention in Rolling Stone, I decided to revisit and finish an essay started years ago.
As an unexpected loss sinks in, our workaholic protagonist learns that cynicism can't protect against pain.
A son who puts his dad on a pedestal deals with abandonment and suicide. Years later, someone lost comes up who can make it all right. Only but that takes a two-person lift.
Because I wanted to write about love.
Adapted from memoir scribblings, this essay takes the form of a letter to the narrator's father.
Narrative nonfiction recalling a childhood friendship and a moment when the narrator realizes that her friend has matured in ways that she has not.
This was originally a piece I wrote for a class when prompted with Chloe Caldwell's "Underground." Exploring a new format of creative non-fiction.
Written in reaction to a prompt on Childhood Fears, this essay recalls a portion of memories regarding life in an alcoholic home with one child and one parent.
A essay about my experience in Dallas during the police killings and my views on racism
Personal Essay about a life-defining body issue, first impressions and life-altering experiences.
I Knew You Could Speak English -or- How I Saved a Hooker Who Was Choking on a Piece of Meat (1,570 words)
A woman is frustrated with the behavior of migrant workers living next door to her.