Essays

A Split Personality

Rattle / September 10, 2008

When I was fourteen, my Uncle John—then in his twenties—chased his pert, blonde wife through their neighborhood with an axe. […]

Rattle / August 7, 2008

First of all, I have to confess right off that I never wanted to be a nurse. When other ten-year-old

Rattle / July 24, 2008

…I resign’d myself To sit by the wounded and sooth them, or silently watch the dead… I dress the perforated