Creative Nonfiction

The Gluten-Free Body Of Christ 150 150 Cathy Warner

The Gluten-Free Body Of Christ

In waves the parishioners rise from their seats, walk to the front of the sanctuary and stand shoulder to shoulder in a horseshoe. The Episcopal priest in his colorful vestments…

Is It Too Late For Me? 150 150 Matt Greene

Is It Too Late For Me?

Maybe you’ve asked yourself this question. Or maybe it was more of a declaration, “It is too late for me!” Regardless, I would venture to say that most of us…

Noticing The Beauty Of A Work In Progress 150 150 Matt Greene

Noticing The Beauty Of A Work In Progress

If you’re reading this post you probably have an online profile – Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, etc. Most of us are connected to the online world in some way. These days it’s easy, and…

The Day I Met The Blues 150 150 Hannah Paasch Cosand

The Day I Met The Blues

It was the kind of summer day that threatens to melt you into its scorched grass and heavy, humid air. I filled my Kool-aid bottle for the five-hundredth time that…

Because God Doesn’t Reside In The Neon Plastic Crevices Of Your Bulls**t Hamster Wheel 150 150 Hannah Paasch Cosand

Because God Doesn’t Reside In The Neon Plastic Crevices Of Your Bulls**t Hamster Wheel

It is better to go to a house of mourning than to go to a house of feasting, for death is the destiny of everyone; the living should take this…