Margaret Adams
Burnt

Margaret Adams - Burnt

Creative Nonfiction
Margaret Adams is a Maine-born writer and registered nurse living in Baltimore, Maryland. A former columnist for The Bangor Daily… Read more »
Jami Nakamura Lin
Dreamscape #2: Dear Pinocchio

Jami Nakamura Lin - Dreamscape #2: Dear Pinocchio

Creative Nonfiction
Jami Nakamura Lin received her MFA at the Pennyslvania State University. A Pushcart Prize nominee, her work has appeared or… Read more »
Michele Morano
Learning Curve

Michele Morano - Learning Curve

Creative Nonfiction
Michele Morano is the author of the travel memoir, Grammar Lessons: Translating a Life in Spain. Her essays have appeared… Read more »
Micah Dean Hicks
Raising Houses

Micah Dean Hicks - Raising Houses

Creative Nonfiction
Micah Dean Hicks usually writes magical realism, southern fairy tales, and other kinds of magical stories. You can find his… Read more »

Dreamscape #2: Dear Pinocchio

Jami Nakamura Lin

The Scratch Card Series

I do not think I want to be a god. I want only to craft a small thing. There's this fantasy I have. To visit a logging camp, point to the burliest man and hire him on the spot. The bulk of his shoulders, his heavy silver axe. Find the tallest pine with the softest needles. To walk through the forest in silence. This one.

He lifts his axe, throws his heft into the arc of the swing. I watch in awe. (Awesome, my grandmother once repeated when I praised a new movie, People used to use that word to talk about God!) The time between the blade leaving the shoulder and hitting the trunk an eternity. Each crack into the trunk its own death. To hold my fingers in the dark conches of my ears when it falls.

To take home a pine cord, two feet tall, two hand-spans wide—you before you. Hold a knife and whittle and whittle. The thing is that I like control, even if just a semblance of. My thick thumbs an asset, holding the cord still, silent. White curls on the dark rug like fingernail clippings. I am gentle… Read more »