Yearly Archives: 2021

Why You’re Seeing More Birds (It’s More Than Science)

Some cultures believe that birds, like ravens and crows, to be omens of tragedy to come, but some believe birds provide a vessel for the souls who have departed.

Mel’s Declassified College Survival Guide

It’s time for the second class and you have no idea where that building is. Luckily for you, two Danish brothers created Google Maps so you can input your walking destination with ease

Motherhood (or Lack Thereof)

Being an aunt changed me. It’s a love that hums in my blood, sewn into my soul, unchanged by time, space, and even death.  But there is an emptiness in me that sometimes aches for more, a loss no one else can see.

Nobody Lives Here Anymore

Rose’s sister goes missing on a Tuesday. On a Tuesday Rose’s sister leaves. Whichever one is true, either way she’s gone. Rose tells the police everything she knows.

Stranger Care by Sarah Sentilles, an excerpt

When it was time for us to figure out if we wanted to have a baby, I hadn’t been saying what I wanted for years. And Eric was always so sure.

Overexposed

“I was just checking the weather,” I lied. It wasn’t an outright lie because I do check the weather every time I look outside.

Becoming Wonder Woman

Haunted by my dreams, I poured my built-up rage into the bag until all that was left was fear—the fear of not being enough, enough to protect myself, enough to protect my family. I found myself exhausted and crying.

Confessions of a Failed Introvert

I am not someone who enjoys a lot of “me” time, long baths, or elaborate self-care rituals, and yet, by virtue of living alone in an introvert’s haven like Seattle, I came to convince myself that I was, in fact, this kind of person.

Granny Sylvia’s Flag

The Apartheid flag in South Africa, like the Confederate Flag in the USA, is more than an uncomfortable reminder of an evil that has not been fully acknowledged by some and of a not very distant past that still has a long reach into the present.

The Haw Eaters

I was simply falling in step, as was expected of me. I was not merely part of a lineage: I was white privilege.

Husband Fatigue — Oh, It’s Real

“I don’t want to start a fight with you over this!” he says. “I’m not starting a fight! I just made a comment!” And then we start fighting about the fact that we aren’t fighting.

Exclusive Virtual Writing Workshop with Sarah Sentilles!

Sarah Sentilles one of a handful of writers I am always eager to work with. She is a writer, teacher, critical theorist, scholar of religion, and author.
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