Bells by Julia Clare Tillinghast I dreamed my son was joining the army We were driving him there in a flood My mother-in-law and her daughters Were in the car with us crying […]
To Endings–read it and shiver.
Siren Katie Riegel floors us with a gorgeous poem in Mead. by Katherine Riegel I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell, but just coming to the end of his triumph. […]
Prayer for a Field Mouse
Prayer for a Field Mouse by Pat Riviere-Seel Bless the gray mouse that found her way into the recycle bin. Bless her tiny body, no bigger than my thumb, huddled and numb […]
By Julia Connolly Fifteen years ago today, 15 years ago right now, I learned my son has autism. For months, I’d explained his behavior away, telling myself he didn’t respond to me […]
Cheaper Than Therapy: Your Official Episcopagan Easter Message
By Susan Lilley As Bishop of the Episcopagan Church of America, I realized that in all the excitement of the spring rites of free-floating anxiety, intermittent joy, and sadness for the state […]
To the USF MFA Graduating Class, 2014, and Writers Everywhere
To my dear graduating writers — I am so sorry to be missing the big reading for graduating MFA students at the University of South Florida, where I would get to hear […]
Observations Brought Back From The Zoo
by Marcia Aldrich Nothing is simple. Nothing is pure. Sorrow folds inside the wings of happiness. And, as Louise Bogan says, “At midnight tears run into your ears.” ••• Late last April, […]
Alec Baldwin Speaks for Men and “The Ladies”?
For “The Big Question” in their April issue, The Atlantic asks “Who is the greatest fictional character of all time?” Alec Baldwin brings all his sensitivity and intelligence to bear on this question by speaking for everyone, not just himself, and by recognizing a difference in the sexes. Gag.
Feeling blue: a college grad ditches the dye job and grows up
By Tiffany Razzano My suit was brand new — I’d just torn off the tags that morning before rushing out the door and hopping on the subway. Now less than two hours […]
When Everything Has to Be Absolutely Perfect: My Hair-Raising Experience
Before that evening, I hoped that everyone would be stealing glances at me, wondering who I was. And they were. Not for the reason I thought they would, but I giggled to my fiancé. “They will all remember me tomorrow!” And I’m sure they did.