By Julia Connolly I got pregnant the week we moved to London, crawling out of my jet lag stupor long enough to make a baby. At 41 I was pushing it, but […]
Bad Mom Abroad
Two Mothers Stranded in the World
by Terry Godbey She circles, distraught and loud, and like any expectant mother displays an unfortunate waddle. Behind her, a man emerges from the lake, shoes and shins dripping, holding her glistening […]
“Liking Mike”–A Single Mom Dates Online
Liking Mike One night, after my teenage daughter Delaney kissed me and shut her bedroom door, I paid for a toe-in-the-water membership to a heavily populated dating website. Even as I […]
This Week, the Sirens Honor Mothers. Let’s Start with “Bells”
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 […]
Autism Anniversary
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, […]
The Gloria Sirens 