Author Archives: iamjuliahawkins

The Taste of Dirt

by Nancy Stricklen-Juneau

My mom’s 13th birthday gift was a kitten.  Gray and white striped, she named it “Tabi”.

Tabi is important to this story, because, of all the things my mom was forced to leave behind, her name, her belongings, her friends, Tabi was what she remembered, even as an old woman, when dementia’s eraser wiped out most of her mind. Continue reading

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I’m Calling to Say

by Christian Hanz Lozada

“I’m Nani’s husband. Not that Nani, the other one,
Papa’s granddaughter, no, we never met.
I’m calling to say, Papa had a stroke.
There’s nothing to do he might get better.” Continue reading

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Today’s Young Scientists

by Warren Woessner

Are creating “tomorrow’s future”
on the covers of my collection
of 1950’s chemistry sets. Continue reading

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Customs for Waking

by Emma Aylor

I know it’s rare for me to start
this way: talking plainly to you, as I am now.

It’s as simple as wanting
to tell you something that happened Continue reading

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As Little As Possible

by Morgan Eklund

By 2050, plastic will outweigh
fish in the ocean and every Monday Continue reading

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