Creative Nonfiction

Blue Dinosaur

1.Rob a Townie I remember stealing only once. It was not the sort of thing a God-fearing girl would normally do. Stealing would set my seven-year-old soul in danger of the Hell fire promised to me every week by Sunday School teachers and weeping pastors pacing the pulpit, raising their…

Walking

Huntsville, Alabama The Natural Well is a pit cave hidden in Monte Sano State Park, at the very northern tip of Alabama. At the end of a path under arching oaks weaving tunnels of leaves, you’ll find an unmarked well with its walls crumbling and only a wire fence surrounding…

Landfall

I am thirteen, standing in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom, naked. Florida summer heat presses hard against the house, seeping in through thin walls. It’s hurricane season. The window unit chugs and sputters in an attempt to trim thick waves of heat into wisps of cool relief. It’s failing. The air is stagnant. My hands…

Black Holes

My cousin and her husband, both astrophysicists, wear puffy coats and shiny sunglasses. They step out of their SUV, arriving at our house for the weekend. I haven’t spent much time with Laura the last twenty years. I only see her at my mom’s annual Christmas Eve party. Laura’s seven-year-old daughter fumbles out of the car and…