What’s in a Word

What’s in a Word

by Dr. John Graham-Pole Is skill with words instinctive, gifted only to professional actors, lawyers, ministers, politicians? Or can we who attend the sick learn to …

 

The Sippy-Cup Dilemma

The Sippy-Cup Dilemma

By Sarah Ensor After our twins were born, my husband and I went to counseling for relationship trouble that was somewhat caused by and somewhat contributing …

 

A Homecoming

A Homecoming

By Kelsey Osgood I am ten.  It is my first trip to Europe.  I’ve always asked my parents to take me, but my mom said I …

 

Still Life in a Doll’s House

Still Life in a Doll’s House

by Holly Sneeringer It is there in the shop window for the holiday season, up close to the glass, reminding me of so much that I …

 

Cities in Ice

Cities in Ice

“Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.” -William Faulkner By Russell Winn I was eleven or twelve when I decided to …

 

Resuscitation Of A Love

Resuscitation Of A Love

  Well something’s lost but something’s gained in living every day -Joni Mitchell   By Nancy Sharp   I needed him to live. I wanted him to die. At 37, the world …

 

Meadow

Meadow

“Come, poor babe. / I have heard, but not believed, the spirits o’th’dead / May walk again. If such a thing be, thy mother / …

 

The Last Night in the House

The Last Night in the House

By Cara Ellen Modisett The evening is gold, the branches still bare against a glowing western sky. The daffodils and crocuses splash colors against new green …

 

I Want to Believe

I Want to Believe

By Chadd VanZanten Two fishing buddies, two flies. First buddy: call him Bret. He’s a devout adherent of a fly pattern he calls the Blood Nymph. The …

 

Some Great Reward

Some Great Reward

By Pamela Skjolsvik It was three days after Christmas, which is about the typical amount of time it takes for the love of all mankind, piped …

 

In Two

In Two

By Meredith A. May Before a race, I never look at the competition. But Cristina is late, and while standing at the lakeshore with our rowing …

 

Water Thieves

Water Thieves

By Russ Beck Soon after Brigham Young entered the Salt Lake valley, he slammed his cane into the ground and declared, “Right here will stand the …

 

The Simple Dark

The Simple Dark

By Russell Winn We leave summer heat and evergreen air behind, and descend into dark on carved granite steps. It’s July, and Minnetonka Cave awaits. It …

 

Where Fear Sleeps

Where Fear Sleeps

By Matthew Lavin I believe that it was spring when we began as churchgoers. Mom would wake her three daughters and two sons run a wet …

 

The Hawk and the Snake

The Hawk and the Snake

By Dylan Klempner The red tail hawk startled me as it flew in low out of a stand of leafless oaks on my left, passing just …

 

Bradford’s

Bradford’s

By Sarah Wolfgang Dave pushed a button, and bands of newsprint rolled through the press. Black, red, yellow, and blue ink soaked the front page of …

 

Man Crafts

Man Crafts

By Russ Beck   Still at times I’m a dumb little boy fishing from a rowboat in the rain wanting to give the family a fish dinner.   Only today I heard the …