Guest Posts, Mental Health, pandemic
Ghosts
Every morning my girls want to check on the eggs. I feel like I am holding my breath. I so badly don’t want them to be disappointed. How much loss can any of us stand?
March 1, 2021Latest Posts
On Being Human.-
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Guest Posts, writing
Permission to Speak
By Abby Schwartz I’m scrolling through Instagram while eating my oatmeal. It’s August 2019 and writer Cheryl Strayed has…
February 28, 2021 -
Fiction, Guest Posts
The Honest Clown
So it went with all of Joe’s performances. But the people didn’t come to listen to his mordant humor, his absurd imitations of celebrities, and the few magic tricks he had learned to broaden his appeal. They came to see the bird balloons.
February 26, 2021 -
Guest Posts, Relationships
Revenge Outfit
“Always be dressed like you’re going to run into your ex” was a maxim a friend trotted out recently and I had an urge to fight it. But could also not help thinking about Roger.
February 24, 2021 -
Guest Posts, Mental Health
Birds
We ran so fast I almost lost my schizophrenia papers. I hadn’t slept in days so my shoes were soggy and the footfalls sounded like wet sacks of chili hitting the sidewalk.
February 22, 2021 -
Converse-Station, Guest Posts, writing
The Converse-Station: Jane Ratcliffe Interviews Caroline Leavitt
But sometimes you have to realize that you have to save yourself and live your own life. I’m not harming her life. I’m just saving mine.
February 21, 2021 -
Fiction Fridays, Guest Posts
Deus ex Machina
But with a three and a half hour drive in front of them, each had to strategize the optimal approach to most effectively end their marriage.
February 19, 2021 -
Activism, Guest Posts
A Non-Black Body
I carry guilt in this non-Black body. I can tell by the way that strangers willingly approach me that they deem me to be less threatening. Petite. Asian. Female.
February 16, 2021 -
Guest Posts, Relationships
How to Fix a Bluey Heart
Devoting all my spare time to pursuing my goals, I dated casually, avoiding commitment. These were productive years for me, but I was disconnected and lonely.
February 14, 2021 -
Fiction, Fiction Fridays, Guest Posts
Little Buddy
“Sweet mother of mercy,” he said, rubbing his fist on his jeans. The creature shrank with alarm when it realized what it had done, eyes wide with a different kind of hurt. “Ain’t your fault, boy,” Porter said. “It’s just how you are.”
February 12, 2021 -
Abortion, Guest Posts
Automatic Failure
Shame wraps me in a heavy, black blanket, tucking the emotions I had almost processed back to bed. I made her a mother, as she birthed a daughter. Neither of us lives up to the other’s expectations.
February 10, 2021 -
Guest Posts, Kindness, parenting, Self Love
Golden Repair: A Disfigured Mom’s Quest to Raise a More Loving Child
Once I asked my mom if she was mad at God. We were sitting in my grandma’s backyard in Tucson. Looking at the night sky. It’s easier to talk about God’s failings in the dark.
February 8, 2021 -
Guest Posts, memories
How To Feel Iranian
Is Iran—and feeling Iranian—something that always needs to be chased? Seeking or crafting an experience is not the same as feeling Iranian naturally. That chapter has closed.
February 7, 2021 -
Fiction Fridays, Guest Posts
Transfer
The room was cold and bare. There was a harsh white light that illuminated only half of the room. The bed was in the corner off from the door, and the machines next to it were all working rhythmically.
February 5, 2021
