We Are Family
We Are Family
by David Waggoner
Despite how the White House has decorated this year for the holidays (Christmas trees flocked in surreal and patriotic red,...
I Wanna Be Sedated
I Wanna Be Sedated
by David Waggoner
November is upon us and you know what that means for anyone who hasn’t been living under a rock...
Counting On Us
Counting on Us
by David Waggoner
Only x number of days until the presidential election—ninety-five days, forty-two, twenty-nine, twelve days. The countdown has begun and the...
Adjust This
Adjust This
by David Waggoner
Summer is over and I am sure it was not the summer we wanted. The lockdown eased up in various parts...
Not Quite Magical Realism
Not Quite Magical Realism
by David Waggoner
As you probably know already (If you’ve ever read one of my introductions to the magazine) I had the...
Live to Tell (Again)
Live to Tell (Again)
by David Waggoner
Jeopardizing the promise I made to myself to never repeat the title of a Frontdesk (the one I called...
Reopening America
Summer Stock
by David Waggoner
Just as we’ve started reopening America after months-long lockdowns in response to one of the world’s newest plagues, a kind of...
My Mother, My Ally
Lift for Life
by David Waggoner
Mothers around the world are often the first faces we see when we are born. And if you are lucky,...
April Is the Cruellest Month
The Shipping News
by David Waggoner
April is the cruellest month, according to the great twentieth century poet, T.S. Eliot. Especially this year, if the months...
Fever Pitch: COVID-19 & AIDS Activism
Fever Pitch
by David Waggoner
Mayhem has yet to ensue on our shores, but the rise of coronavirus disease 2019/COVID-19 infections in the U.S. has nonetheless...
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Well With My Soul – An Excerpt
It seemed as if everyone had been trying to keep this secret from me for as long as they could. But Samantha was tired...
