Edna’s voice resembled nothing so much as what you’d hear coming from a poultry barn full of caged white turkeys: that loud, shrieking up-and-down gobbling that almost makes you want to scream, yourself.
Category: Creative Nonfiction Prize
Edna, With Her Mouth
Adventure Counselor
by Jocelyn Edelstein
Runner Up, Creative Nonfiction Prize
“Fuuuuuuck!” I scream – three – possibly four times – as I hurtle through air, as my innocent 14-year-old campers giggle until they can’t stand, as the honest wind tells my body a story of speed and force and falling.