All Non-Fiction
Salon Zine: All Non-Fiction
A Belief in Endings
By David Olimpio “A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which
In the Making
By Kari Nguyen It is October 2013. Quintessential New England fall. Our afternoon walk is slow as we pass under trees already turned for the
An Unlikely Pilgrimage
By Jennifer McGaha Admittedly, the Midwest is an unlikely place for a pilgrimage. In the vast and wide-open landscape, one doesn’t have the sense so
And Am I Born To Die?
By Brian Gersten Between I-295 and the Penobscot Bay, past the Hussey’s General Store sign that reads “Guns – Wedding Gowns – Cold Beer”, down
Family Dinner the Week of the Connecticut Shooting on the Sunday Jake Adam York Died
By Michael Copperman We did not speak of the tragedy, but we came together as we often don’t manage in busy weeks. My Japanese mother
Distrust the Inner Voice: A Prayer and a Lament
By Alisa Slaughter It’s late; I’m listening for the marauding bear. Maybe it’s because the summer is so cold this year in Oregon and things
Wingin’ It
By Jessica Machado In the seventh grade, I asked my father to take me to see Winger, a glam rock band whose greatest hit, “She’s
Poor Her Soul
BY MIRA PTACIN Nicole Carpenter used to go through my city like a walking middle finger. She fought, smoked, dipped, drank and skipped school, and
Pinheads No More
The Quest for Punk Rock on the Road to Ruin BY CHRIS GRILLO It must have been ‘89 because I was working at Blockbuster at
A Report from Kenya: Parsing a Native Son
BY CHARLES A. MATATHIA This piece was written just before the inauguration of Barack Obama as the 44th President of the United States of America
A Cub in Winter
BY LUIS H. FRANCIA Her skin tells the truth: full, curvesome, with hints of over-ripeness, and yet glorious, glorious. My own skin, alert as a
A Day at the Dentist
BY ERICA SILBERMAN It’s just after rush hour on a warm July morning and I’m picking up my mother at Grace’s place in Bridgeport. I