Open Letter to Bridget Anne Kelly By Susan Lilley As the news spills forth about the nasty political scullduggery behind the absurd and disruptive lane closures on the busiest bridge in the […]
Bridget and the bridge. WTF.
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Poet, teacher, mama, friend, wanderer, celebrator of life.
Eucalyptusexy
Favorite siren voice Ann Rosenquist Fee from the chilly climes of Minnesota gives us the secret to “hot January love.” With the help of filmmaker Jacob Strunk. Wowza. I feel warm already. […]
Stolen Girls
by Elizabeth Searle “Help me,” kidnapping victim Amanda Berry told a 911 operator on her way to escaping captivity in Cleveland. “I’ve been kidnapped and I’ve been missing for ten years and I’m, […]
A Frightful Case of New Year’s Nerves
Remission: permission to freak out . . . by Terry Godbey One of the things the Christmas holidays mean to me is that my 6-month cancer scans are right around the corner. […]
You Go to CHURCH? Or, Why I Love Being an Episcopagan
By Susan Lilley The winter solstice! That magical day that most people in Christendom ignore as they scurry around in traffic getting ready for Christmas. But not me. The shortest day brings […]
Beyonce. Force of nature.
Whatever you think, read this.
The Long, Slow Crush
By Susan Lilley What famous person would you walk across the street to see? Celebrity fascination for its own sake is something I never really got. Even though I find it interesting […]
The Gloria Sirens 