A New Year, A New AROHO Unfolding

Posted on May 1, 2016

“The New Morrigan,” by Linda Cooper

Posted on Apr 23, 2016

  She’s got a mango cleaved to her chest cavity, juices drowning   the aorta, sweet acidic draining from chamber to vein, and she thinks she’ll   yell, but quietly, into the pillow of her sadness like the feathered ape   who lost a mate and blindly tools some ants onto its tongue. This morning, songbirds   trill the air like a dentist’s drill until a crow caws and caws, silencing   her self-pity. Hops...

Under the Harrow, by Flynn Berry

Posted on Apr 20, 2016

Flynn Berry, who won the Spring 2012 Orlando Creative Nonfiction Prize Winner for “Surfing,” will have her debut novel published June 2016 by Penguin. Here is her AROHO Story, and details about her book: I still remember exactly what the genre judge, Celeste Fremon, said about my story, and doubt I’ll ever forget it. It was the first time I’d been published or won a national prize. I read the message from Tracey...

“They Look Like Angels,” by Anna Scotti

Posted on Apr 15, 2016

  The best weapon for little hands is probably the Kimber Solo, if you’re looking for conceal-carry.  You’ve got your three L’ s to think about, when you’re training a child– you need a weapon that’s lightweight, low-recoil, and low trigger-pull, because if you can’t get your shot fired off, all the training in the world is for nothing.  Mike Clark lets us shoot when the range is cold; it’s against code but I taught Mike...

“The Street Artist,” by Judith Janeway

Posted on Apr 6, 2016

  I don’t do that old trapped-in-a-box routine. Uh-huh. I’m an artist. I grow a giant flower from a seed. The tourists at the cable car turnaround love it. Makes them forget how cold they are in their shorts and sandals, fog whipping around their knees. Don’t know why the lady cop picked that moment to bust me. Came right up, her cop stuff hanging off a black belt. Made her hips look huge. She goes, “I want to talk to you.” Like...