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Leah, 40, NYC

>>The prompt: 400-word autobiography
It was always cloudy in my town. Some people get a headache when it’s about to rain—those people would have a headache all day. When it did rain, the green was electric and the flowers (lilac, forsythia, heather) would spring at you like wild cats. Winters were icy, locked-in, white and grey. […]

Pat, 44, Orland Hills

>>The prompt: 400-word autobiography
I’ve always wanted more out of life. I grew up in an EXTREMELY religious household with tons of restrictions. I’ve always tried to get more—never got it.
Got married to Sherman at nineteen—guess it was because he asked me. I wanted more from marriage, never got it. Wasn’t he supposed to work? Guess […]

Derek, 33, Portland

>>The prompt: 400-word autobiography
I now reside in Portland, Oregon. I arrived here two years ago in a beat-up truck with everything I owned crammed into the bed and cab. I was fleeing Lee’s Summit, Missouri, where I had worked for a shady sub-contractor for the Justice Department—blowing the whistle led to my termination. I lived […]

The Compulsions Issue Is Closed. Long Live the Compulsions Issue!

Hello. This is an update to say that the Compulsions issue is officially closed for submissions. We’ve been looking around, taking stock of what we have, and slowly writing back to everybody who was good enough to have sent something. And we’ve also been planning out what’s in store for the next few months.
Expect […]