by Lori Nunnink Lori Nunnink is the Sr. Victim Advocate with the Nevada County, California Victim Assistance Center, advocating for...

by Alexandria Yakes Alexandria is new to the public writing world. This is her first non-academic publication, and she is proud to be...

by Caralyn Dreyer Caralyn Dreyer has a master’s degree  in forensic psychology and a bachelor’s degree in criminal justice. Dreyer works...

by Frances Guadiano Frances Gaudiano hails from Southern California but has somehow ended up living in Cornwall, England. After earning a...

For a while, I took cold showers on purpose. At first, I didn’t have a choice in the matter.

My uncle took my hand on the road home after babysitting, his breath reeked of whiskey and cigarettes.

By blurry vision I struggle in, sluggishly shuffling along the cracked crack city streets and what I do witness’ there in seeing perils

laughed at his funeral. I really did. I burst into laughter, watching him fade away in dust particles.

by Taylor Ferguson Hello, my name is Taylor. When I was in the 10th grade I was sexually harassed daily. The only reason why it stopped...

if you could go back to any moment in your life and relive it, change how it happened, change who you lost, what would it be? I can...

I ran my thumb up the edge of last week’s grocery list then pulled, fresh slip at the ready: 1 My pliant trunk slung across the frame of...

“Mom, I’m going over to Tammy’s,” I call as I run out the door. Tammy is my best friend. “Don’t cut across the field. Use the road....

A wall of skin. Late 1960s inner city gym class swimming, most of the boys don’t own suits anyways, the ones who do, don’t wash them, the...

Leslie Hill It is late afternoon on a Friday, and almost everyone in our family is at a Fourth of July block party down the street. I...

Beth Thunk, thunk, thunk. She's slamming her body into the wall. Bouncing off and slamming into it again and again. A voice, HER voice,...