On this, the seventh Mother’s Day my mother has missed, I am thinking about animals. Just a few days ago, my sister and I finally scattered some of her ashes out […]
Mother’s Day 2014
Katie Riegel
Poet, writer, editor, teacher, blogger, mentor, meditator.
To the USF MFA Graduating Class, 2014, and Writers Everywhere
To my dear graduating writers — I am so sorry to be missing the big reading for graduating MFA students at the University of South Florida, where I would get to hear […]
TOSSING MY LONG HAIR IS MY ONLY DANCE MOVE
I have long hair—originally brown with some gold bits, depending on the amount of time I spent in the sun, and now that same color due to the contents of boxes […]
Tricia Booker on getting overwhelmed
Somehow it helps when someone else admits to pain you feel yourself. “Peeps, I am in a trench. You know how I get. My 2014 Happiness Project has taken a direct hit, […]
TEACHABLE MOMENT
So. This joke list is going around Facebook at the moment, and it’s called, “37 Slogans for College Majors if They Were Actually Honest.” Definite potential for humor there, and since I […]
Why Is It So Hard for Women to Write About Sex?
“But does that mean we experience desire in the same way that men do? My lust tells me we don’t. Mine, I confess, isn’t blind or monumental or animal. It comes with […]
“Sexting, Shame, and Suicide”–a Rolling Stone article
I read this article today because a friend posted a link to it on Facebook, quoting a line that at first didn’t seem especially evocative, given the real trauma of this topic: “You […]
Green Heart
GREEN HEART Why do we try to pretend we want anything but to be adored? A professor I loved confessed he started writing poems to get women, like wearing a tattoo revealing […]
Mindful Romance
Originally posted on The Manifesto:
I read this article, re-posted by a friend. I didn’t listen to the podcasts and such, I admit. It seemed like a sweet, hopeful article, and far…
SHAME: A LIST
Originally posted on The Manifesto:
I feel ashamed when –I feel insecure and ask people to reassure me that I really am loved/loveable –I write my own work (even this) instead of…
