I was 17 when I first heard Liz Phair in the backseat of a boy’s car with my much cooler best friend. We were aimlessly driving around when the boy…
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Four Quartets: Poetry in the Pandemic Edited by Kristina Marie Darling & Jeffrey Levine Tupelo Press, November 2020 Bookshop / Amazon 296 pages – poetry anthology Four Quartets: Poetry…
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We save lives. Writing comes from a more mysterious place than any of us have words to describe. The ability to craft words that land across space and time into…
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WOVEN is an Entropy series and dedicated safe space for essays by persons who engage with #MeToo, sexual assault and harassment, and #DomesticViolence, as well as their intersections with mental…
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* * * Before Desire When we were pelicans we lived in the air and the sea, dipping to catch fish for each other. Flight was nothing special. We cleaned…
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It is the tenth anniversary of my husband Kevin’s death. Each year, I acknowledge the date by posting memories and updates along with a link to a favorite song. There…
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Image Credit: God’s Acre at Old Salem, Winston-Salem, NC by Brandy Reeves I left my job more than three years ago. It was not a particularly good job, but…
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By then, of course, we’d done plenty in the name of ritual—our word, however off-target, for love. Ah, rushlit December, lamb shanks with the garden mint, heads bowed, may…
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Arda & The Stolen Moon crafts a timeless tasteful splendor on the triumphant “Outsider in Perpetual Motion”. Quite a gifted storyteller, the lyrics rest front and center of the entire…
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* * * envy Bird atop a flagpole___soared— mind skewered on spinal cord. * * * It’s no secret that his name is Ken Goodman, but (when ecstatic meditation…
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Image Credit: rainbow mural by liturgical artist Diane Brandt 1. It had been only two months since Brother Oakley had told me I was cursed, and I was…
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Karl McCann radiates a warm intimacy on the soulful “Vera Claims The Cosmos”. With lyrics that have a true sense of life there is a unique beauty to be found.…
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* * * The Marsh Everything is closed—the stores, the university, the parks, the beach— so I walk the road edging the salt marsh. The waters are out with the…
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Creative Nonfiction / EssayFeaturedCitizen Privilege, Microaggressions, and Living Outside the National Belonging Huddle
When You Don’t Fit the Eligibility Criteria But Fit the Profile “How can you shop at Walmart?” His brown eyes grow rounder as he ends his question. His body,…
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