With events like this literary pub crawl, Wordier tries “to engage new readers, people who wouldn’t typically go to a literary event, and show them there are local authors out there that […]
Tiffany’s on TV! Grand Central Lit Crawl
It Can Happen Anywhere. It DOES Happen Anywhere.
In the wake of yet another tragedy at a university, a reminder of what it’s like to be on campus as the tragedy unfolds.
Who Killed Virginia Woolf? CW: suicide; ableism; sexual abuse
Originally posted on Karrie higgins:
In response to Amanda Lauren’s XOJane piece suggesting her mentally ill friend’s death was a “blessing.” Content warning: suicide; ableism; mental illness; abuse; caregiver abuse; psychiatric commitment; violence;…
“Alfred Ring Park,” a video poem
by Heather Jones I make my online Creative Writing class do a video poem, and so I felt I should do one myself. I wrote the first draft of the poem at Alfred […]
An Introduction to Meditation
Hey friends! This is the first in a series on meditation. You—yes you—can meditate. You don’t have to “clear your mind,” and there are a lot of different ways to do it […]
On “tough love” and your fat friend’s health.
“When I feel disconnected from my body, I don’t take care of it. When I embrace my body, when I appreciate what it does for me, I do. Learning not to hate […]
Let’s Call It Kindness
—by Giselle Haas Yes, political correctness can be annoying…in the same way that learning how to say “please” before Mom gives you your lunch or actually having to walk to a bathroom […]
Seed the Future: Katie’s Vlog April 25 2016
Originally posted on The Manifesto:
Some thoughts on meditation, community, and accepting our weirdness. The Manifesto View original post
Being A Girl: A Brief Personal History of Violence
Originally posted on The Belle Jar:
1. I am six. My babysitter’s son, who is five but a whole head taller than me, likes to show me his penis. He does it…
To The White Men Who Fear Everything
Originally posted on Fatimah Asghar:
& everyone. Including my 11 year old frame a circle of empty surrounding me & my violin on the crowded bus the weeks after the towers…
