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As a kid, I always thought carrot cake defied the very notion of cakedom. First, it was made with carrots, definitely not nestled near the top of the food pyramid with chocolate and brown sugar and frosting and everything else that gets filed...

 This piece is made wholly of interviews and field recordings I captured while in Peru in the summer of 2010. The recordings are blended and produced to illustrate the process of making meaning from fractured experiences.

 A women's telling of a day in her life set to ambience and music. While working in Nicaragua a friend is seriously injured in a motorcycle accident, leading to an evening in the local hospital and an encounter with the friend's family.

Was Glynn Washington telling me his story. Dump the interviews and let it snap. Storytelling with a beat, hosted by Glynn Washington. Get rid of the "Real Sex" street interviews and you've got a program. And no program breaks.

 A short story about my romance with a young German actress back in 1986, based on my journal entries and her letters.  Thanks to Noel Dinneen and Emilie Blythe McDonald for providing voices for the young me and the young Heidi.

 

 

Privilege Of Distance

by Jason Sobelman

When did conversations stop at the front door?

Mother's darting eyes...

Last Thanksgiving my dad almost died. 

Attached is the story of Bobby Ward, a man who used the story of his life to help save kids lives.

Having sickle cell anemia can be very limiting if your type is very temperature sensitive. Being in the wrong place for too long can make you stiff, achy or land you in the  emergency room. Unfortunately, because the environment is under...

As Hurricane Katrina approached the Gulf Coast in 2005, I felt an overwhelming pull to this event. I had a deep and abiding understanding that it would change lives forever, including mine.  Being removed in every way from this...

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The Awful Grace of God
By Sheri Bailey
 

By the time I was 8, I had a rudimentary understanding of sex. I had three siblings and basically understood how they'd come to be. My grandmother was a nurse, after all, and didn't tend toward sugar-coating, so my questions had been answered...

A man stumbles, slightly drunk, out of the Golden Cicada and walks ahead of me down Grand Street. Across the street a cardboard tube of Pringles is dropped out of the driver’s window of a car stopped at the light. Narrowly missing...

Hey Snap Judgement!  Well, I figured since Halloween is just around the corner I'd send you a ghost story of my own. You ever feel like sometimes things don't add up? Enjoy!