by Sheree L. Greer So, in 2006, I did the inevitable. I came out to my mother. I was in grad school in Chicago at the time, and I decided to tell […]
God Bless Diana Ross
“Practicing,” a poem by Marie Howe
From acclaimed poet Marie Howe, a candid and unapologetic poem about coming of age and experiencing “the first pure thrill of unreluctant desire.” This poem casts no aspersions on the exploration of sexuality; instead, the poem celebrates it.
Celebrating Pride
It seems appropriate that as our country awaits this month’s anticipated Supreme Court ruling that will decide once and for all whether same-sex marriage is a constitutionally protected right, it also celebrates […]
The Exact Right Thing
by Anne Lamott You know how sometimes you go to church or temple or mosque, or to those little meetings for people like you, who perhaps have tiny control issues, or used […]
Limited Liberty—The “Career Woman”
An interesting take on what it means for a woman to be “liberated.”
Should You Share It With the World?
Originally posted on Sonya Huber:
A friend asked me a great question recently: how do you know when to put a difficult life event out there in the world, either on a…
Love Stories and Madding Crowds
Thomas Hardy, D.H. Lawrence, and Feminist Romantics . . . Like Me By Susan Lilley As I sat in a dark movie theater the other night watching the newest version of Thomas […]
Acceptance Speech
by Lynn Powell The radio’s replaying last night’s winners and the gratitude of the glamorous, everyone thanking everybody for making everything so possible, until I want to shush the faucet, dry my […]
Poems About Grace, by Courtney Kampa
by Courtney Kampa Ust Kamenogorsk, The video was soft and grainy as an ultrasound: 11 seconds of a caretaker holding a baby girl up by the armpits like a potted plant. When […]
Please shut up: Why self-promotion as an author doesn’t work.
by Delilah S. Dawson Let’s talk about marketing, shall we? It’s 2012. I’m sitting at a table in the front of the room, a microphone poised to capture my every word. At […]
