![Book Weirdness–Kathie Hightower](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/02/vestibule-square-for-web.jpg)
Book Weirdness–Kathie Hightower
Fiction: “Why can’t we be like normal people?” I hated the whine in my voice. Mom just stood there. Did that one eyebrow up thing that I couldn’t master no
![Racy Red Ridge–Kelly Jacobsen](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/01/red-lily-for-web.jpg)
Racy Red Ridge–Kelly Jacobsen
Poetry: Silky smooth Slipping slowly Covertly covering Scar tissue hot red On delicate alabaster skin blood against snow Fiery crimson lingerie Definitely deceptive Rough ridges rise Revealing the ruse No
![Life and Death–Georgianna Marie](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/01/hand-in-hand-for-web.jpg)
Life and Death–Georgianna Marie
Memoir: My son took his first breath. “It’s a boy!” the doctor and nurses shouted, laughing and smiling. They handed his premature, wriggling body to me. “Hello there,” I said,
![Blood Red–Jennifer Nightingale](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2023/01/beach-cleaner-for-web.jpg)
Blood Red–Jennifer Nightingale
Poetry: They waited in line at the Dollar Store He bought a red balloon made of mylar. It was blood red and shiny, filled it with helium and tied it
![Ode to My Husband’s Hearing Aids–Claire Weiner](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/12/ear-for-web.jpg)
Ode to My Husband’s Hearing Aids–Claire Weiner
Poetry: Sorcerer of sound, Eros whose arrow points directly into my beloved’s ears, I adore you. Minuscule, featherweight, miracle! You rest so lightly on the flesh of ear canals, transmit sound
![The Have Nots–Sue McGrath](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/12/homeless-camp-for-web.jpg)
The Have Nots–Sue McGrath
Memoir: “Is someone knocking at the door?” I asked. Bob and Max considered the sound. “Yes, I think so,” they agreed. Max surreptitiously walked to the door. Through the vertical
![Dementia as a Blessing–Karen West](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/12/red-headband-for-web.jpg)
Dementia as a Blessing–Karen West
Memoir: Nothing surprises me anymore when I visit Dad at the nursing home. One day he was sitting in the lobby in his wheelchair wearing skimpy lime green track shorts
![Joie de Vivre–Corinne Hughes](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/12/figure-on-mountain-for-web.jpg)
Joie de Vivre–Corinne Hughes
Memoir: I’m smiling from ear to ear when I decide to move to a tiny town in eastern Washington with my abusive partner, away from my family and everyone I
![The List–Georgianna Marie](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/12/laptop-and-notebook-for-web.jpg)
The List–Georgianna Marie
Memoir: I’d been divorced twice and had a child out of wedlock. I was in no mood for marriage. I did want to date, though. I fantasized I’d meet a
![Gratitude Unchained–Jim Stewart](https://hoffmanarts.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/11/heart-rock-for-web.jpg)
Gratitude Unchained–Jim Stewart
Nonfiction: Ah, gratitude: a simple way to honor the place in which you find yourself; an emotion that encompasses the breadth of a life and lights the sometimes stony path