where he’s not Bashful and she’s not Snow White.”
where he’s not Bashful and she’s not Snow White.”
Get plenty of sleep tonight and set your alarm. The Road Trip starts at 9 in the morning.
When you’re out road-tripping with the Sirens this Saturday, beware of literary lionesses on the prowl.
By Marcia Aldrich The day my father died, my husband and I drove in the bright, tilted light of autumn, past farms, pastures, and ponds, finally arriving at the orchard. We parked the […]
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A guest post from Risa Polansky Shiman: We call them Summer Submission Parties. Every two weeks, my MFA friends and I reserve a classroom from the English…
Summer Solstice is the perfect day for a virtual road trip. On June 21, we will post a mix of stories, essays, poems, and photographs as eclectic as we Sirens ourselves. Â So […]
By Susan Lilley The Sunday we now know was his last ended with an Easter cook-out, and Dad picked up a plastic patio chair that just that […]
Our Sundays with Dad go like this: at about 5:15 Dad arrives carrying a cloth grocery bag that contains two cans of lemon lime soda. He will mix the soda with red […]
Originally posted on The Brevity Blog:
A guest blog essay for Father’s Day from Alexis Paige: Alexis and her Dad, 1978 When I was a child, I remember my father growing irritated,…