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COVID Subnivean

COVID Subnivean By Adrie Kusserow   |  November 28, 2022
Ground frozen, mice and voles on lockdown below, still they skitter beneath, not even the fox dares to dive into the snow taut with a glassy sheath of ice. The Barred owls, too, are starving, crouched near birdfeeders in broad daylight.

Moon Walk

Moon Walk By Libby Brydolf   |  November 21, 2022
We make it to the brushy meadow before we get our first glimpse of the moon: a slip of glow rising. We watch in the cool spring evening until it hangs whole over Kwaay Paay Peak before continuing on the wide dusty track.

Editor's Notes 24.1

Editor's Notes 24.1 By Dan Lehman   |  November 16, 2022
Two giants of nonfiction literature have died since last we wrote these notes: Janet Malcolm and Joan Didion. And so we offer tribute. Simply stated, one cannot imagine nearly twenty-five years of River Teeth without their enduring influence.
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River Teeth Issue Preview 24.1

River Teeth Issue Preview 24.1 November 16, 2022
River Teeth 24.1 features the writing of Nicholas Dighiera Nicole Hamer, Jessica Kulynych, David McGlynn, Lilly U. Nguyen, Craig Reinbold, Ellen Rogers, S. N. Rodriguez, Ana Maria Spagna, Leslie Stonebraker, and Jessie van Eerden.
Keywords: 24.1 issue

Backward Steps

Backward Steps By Gary Fincke   |  November 14, 2022
In our kitchen, some nights, my wife walks backwards, but mostly she does her retreats in the living room, where there is room for additional steps. She says this exercise postpones the arrival of unsteadiness, mustering a smile when she manages back and back again with grace.


Lenore By Monica Judge   |  November 7, 2022
I never witnessed Grandma Judge in the act of creation. On her visits, she presented crocheted doilies and Kleenex box covers, butterflies stitched in monarch colors affixed to magnets. My sister and I snuggled under the blanket she’d hooked together...

The Fire That Burns the Hurt Away

The Fire That Burns the Hurt Away By Robert Root   |  November 4, 2022
The memoir thread is anchored in Macdonald’s response to the unexpected death of her father on a London street. Father and daughter were close; his loss capsizes her sense of herself in the world and haunts her throughout the book.
Keywords: book review

Last Night in Billings, Montana

Last Night in Billings, Montana By Sheree Winslow   |  October 31, 2022
Your mom, dad, and sister left for California first, explorers in search of housing after Dad got a job in Los Angeles. When they returned to pack and fetch you, they talked fast, words buoyant, while describing an event at Paramount Studios...

Parting Smile

Parting Smile By Brad Snyder   |  October 24, 2022
Dan has lost weight along with most of the feeling on his left side. His wife, Amanda, holds a four-pronged cane. The two of them perform a slow maneuver to get him into his wheelchair in preparation for our lunch.

Heart Height

Heart Height By Melissa Bowers   |  October 17, 2022
After practice, she pulls down her unicorn pictures and the hand-lettered painting that reads My love, only you know what my heart sounds like from the inside. Replaces them with creased softball posters. I’m sorry, she tells me, I’m not sure if I believe in unicorns anymore.

Atmospheric River

Atmospheric River By Anita Lo   |  October 10, 2022
When I was a child I frequently imagined ways in which I might perish in a natural disaster. I remember one night waking my father to ask whether it was more likely that a volcano, a tornado, or a flood would destroy our house.

What's Hidden Beneath

What's Hidden Beneath By David MacWilliams   |  October 7, 2022
In her memoir, Sinkhole, Patterson explores the potential causes of the suicides in her family and the links between suicide and the historical moments, geography, and personal lives that are inextricably bound to one another. Her project, however, develops into an exploration of the responses suicide creates in survivors.
Keywords: book review

Il Nocciolo De Pesca

Il Nocciolo De Pesca By Anna Farro Henderson   |  October 3, 2022
We cut the peaches, cook them down and pour the meat and juice into glass jars. We collect the seeds in another jar. “Why do you collect the seeds?” I ask.

The Silver Horse

The Silver Horse By Rose Strode   |  September 26, 2022
I found a silver coin in my mother's fancy things drawer when I was six: a large coin, inscribed with inscrutable writing, nestled among thigh-high nylons and diaphanous shortie nighties. On one side was the harp of royal Ireland; on the other, a horse.

Still Life

Still Life By Elizabeth Koster   |  September 19, 2022
“Isn’t this magnificent?” my mother says, sweeping her arm across the sky’s reflection in a pond of water lilies in Giverny. To think, we were in the very garden that Monet had painted.


Magnolia By Emily Lowe   |  September 12, 2022
On the day we move to Mount Airy, we stand in the front lawn of our new home next to a large magnolia tree in full bloom. Already, we are less than three years away from my father’s stroke, just feet from where he will fall.

A Strangely Beautiful Remembrance

A Strangely Beautiful Remembrance By Mark Neely   |  September 11, 2022
"I can't remember how old I was the first time I saw my father cook," writes Tomás Q. Morín in his gripping memoir about growing up in a small town in South Texas. In another family's story we might find the father manning the grill at a barbecue. But in this case, the elder Morín is huddled in the passenger seat of the family car
Keywords: book review


Patches By Jennifer McGaha   |  September 5, 2022
In April of 1979, my mother, father, and I lounge on a jon boat on Lake Keowee in South Carolina. In the stern, my dad props his fishing rod against the motor handle, then pulls off his hat, wipes sweat from his bare head. In the bow, my mother guards the cooler.


Larceny By H.T. Ngo   |  August 29, 2022
The combination to my gym locker is 6-22-32. Locker number 433. To unlock the gate at the club, use 5024. It’s usually already opened by the groundskeeper.

A Cup Cracks

A Cup Cracks By Vimla Sriram   |  August 22, 2022
I can't remember if the teacup was under the cutting board or above it but obscured by the mountain of plates, glasses, and steel pots with black handles. All I remember is the crack of porcelain on the wooden floor and two pieces instead of one.

Acceptance, Both Ways

Acceptance, Both Ways By Anita Vijayakumar   |  August 15, 2022
I was an untested psychiatry resident learning the intricacies of therapy. She was my first patient, a young woman who needed to unpack her suffering. She spread out her traumas like snow globes, delicate stories encased in fractured glass.

Lima Bean

Lima Bean By Anna Chotlos   |  August 8, 2022
When my friend texts me her first ultrasound photo, it's still early, 8 or 9 weeks. We hold our joy tenderly, hoping it sticks.

The Bike Lesson

The Bike Lesson By Desiree Cooper   |  August 1, 2022
Jax perched on his brand-new bike. I stood beside him, a human kickstand. “I can’t do this, Nana!” he yelled, his nervousness masquerading as anger. “It won’t stay up!”

To the Men Who I’ve Talked Out of Leaving Their Wives

To the Men Who I’ve Talked Out of Leaving Their Wives By Amber Wong   |  July 25, 2022
When you called, I was careful not to interrupt your soliloquy. Sometimes the best truth comes in fragments, unguarded bits of prose, an ugly tone or misshapen phrase that reveals much.

Cast-Iron Generations

Cast-Iron Generations By Tonya Coats   |  July 18, 2022
The cast-iron skillet has been in our family five generations, since the early 1900s. Twice as thick as when it was forged, it has layers of black scales on the outside. An imperceptible skin inside.

One Woman’s Testament to Why “Home” Eludes Us

One Woman’s Testament to Why “Home” Eludes Us By Ashley Espinoza   |  July 15, 2022
This Way Back is a collection of seventeen essays about identity. Johanna Eleftheriou was born in New York City, partially raised there and partially raised on the Greek island of Cyprus; she struggles to accept her identity as an American and a Cypriot, a lesbian, a member of the Greek Orthodox Church, and one who lives on the southern half island under the control of the Cypriot government whose origins are Greek.
Keywords: book review

Seven Weeks or About the Size of a Coffee Bean

Seven Weeks or About the Size of a Coffee Bean By Christopher Notarnicola   |  July 11, 2022
The morning is here again. My fiancée and I have taken to acknowledging the miracle of recurrence. The water is hot again. The towel is dry again. The mirror is us again. And the coffee, about once a week, is the ever-coffee again.

Goodnight Moon

Goodnight Moon By Cicily Bennion   |  July 4, 2022
Surely, in his two and a half years of living he's seen the moon. But he looks at it now like it's the first time. He knows it, yes, but only from his books on the shelf, the ones I read on nights I'm home for bedtime, when the sun is on the horizon and the blinds are closed.

On the 20th Anniversary of 9/11

On the 20th Anniversary of 9/11 By Laura Joyce-Hubbard   |  June 27, 2022
I think of John Ogonowski, leaving his farm at dawn in his green Chevy pickup . John flew cargo planes in Vietnam, knew the Boeing 767 like creases in his palm. He held the yoke, ran checklists, calmly captained the takeoff of the first plane that would crash into the World Trade Center.

Here I Am

Here I Am By Caroline Sutton   |  June 20, 2022
Two-year-old Ella takes a stick and draws zigzags in the sand. She asks me to write her name; I say each letter aloud and she knows that these are the marks that make words that make the stories we read to her, which she inhabits and commits to memory.

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