I had never before thought I was going to die. I was in one situation where I hoped I wouldn’t die.  I was a teenager, riding in a car with my two […]
A Scare in the Air
Siren Says: Donna Cavanagh
Each week we’ll feature cool, creative women we admire in a new segment called “Siren Says.” We’ll ask them a quick question or two based on that month’s theme. October’s theme is […]
Seeking psychic guidance in Cassadaga
Most tourists who visit Central Florida are seeking the quintessential, happy-go-lucky day with Mickey. But there’s another tourist mecca tucked away in the woods less than an hour northeast of Disney that […]
Siren Says: Stand-Up Librarian Meredith Myers
Each month we’ll feature cool, creative women we admire in a new segment called “Siren Says.” We’ll ask them a quick question or two based on that month’s theme. October’s theme is […]
An Open Letter to an Unborn Baby: Honest, Brave, & Heartbreaking
From reddit user scaredthrowingaway: Little Thing: I can feel you in there. I’ve got twice the appetite and half the energy. It breaks my heart that I don’t feel the enchantment that […]
All the Love You Want
ALL THE LOVE YOU WANT by Katherine Riegel (first published in the Cream City Review, Spring 2010) I noticed him looking at me when I pushed through the door to the rest […]
Homework: A poem by Terry Godbey
HOMEWORK by Terry Godbey The last time I stared at a sonogram screen, my husband held my hand. We watched the flickers of our son’s heartbeat, admired his runner’s legs that […]
October: Believe-It-Or-Not Night Terrors
This month, join us for a month of believe-it-or-not night terrors, everything that scares us silly, blows our minds, and reminds us we’re lucky to be alive. They used to say that […]
“For Those Who Would Kill Chickens”
by Amy Miller on Rattle as part of the series Poets Respond Written in response “to those four teenagers who broke into a Foster Farms barn near Fresno on Tuesday night and brutally […]
Monster Mash: Three poems by Ruth Foley
 Dear Bride How I loved your swan hiss and screech, your electric hair. I loved the ragged strips of cloth that bound your fragile arms, as if you could not trust […]
The Gloria Sirens 