
This month on The Gloria Sirens, we challenge ourselves–and you–to venture into the dark spaces of your lives. Cup your hand around the flame and creak up the stairs into the drafty attic. […]
This month on The Gloria Sirens, we challenge ourselves–and you–to venture into the dark spaces of your lives. Cup your hand around the flame and creak up the stairs into the drafty attic. […]
Today’s poem on The Writer’s Almanac hits about seven different places inside me. What about you? Here’s the beginning: . Swept Away How innocent are lovers in the middle of their lives, […]
Originally posted on L.E.A.P:
At the end of August, as the slight chill of Autumn drifts through open windows in the early morning, we pack up dogs, food, books…
Readers, take a look at the soon to be released Best American Essays, edited by Ariel Levy, and you’ll find not only amazing pieces and authors selected for inclusion, but an awe-inspiring list […]
Originally posted on The Manifesto:
So, I’m about 3 months ahead of you on this quitting your job thing, which means I know some of the things you may go through. Everybody’s…
Woman-bashing, fat-shaming, resorting to personal attacks against women regarding appearance when we don’t agree with them… what’s up with this, anyway? Julie Compton, a lesbian who endures regular rude and insensitive treatment […]
What if we got outside ourselves and there / really was an outside out there, not just / our insides turned inside out? What if there / really were a you beyond […]
Why shouldn’t we waltz down the petal-strewn aisle of marriage this month? One of us Sirens was recently married, two others are already married, another is soon to be married, two others […]
Tall, dark and lacking flexibility, Ricky (not his real name) nonetheless came faithfully to yoga. I often imagined this translating into an eagerness to please in bed. He was flirtatious and chatty […]
Originally posted on Sonya Huber:
I’ll tell you exactly how to get an A, but you’ll have a hard time hearing me. I could hardly hear my own professors when I was…