We didn’t have a hummingbird feeder because I was scared that I would poison the birds. You have to be vigilant, sites for would-be hummingbirders warn, and clean the feeder…
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Before For months, while lying in bed, examining my underwear for blood, and staring at sonographers’ screens, I’ve wondered: when something seismic happens, will I recognize it? On message…
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Creative Nonfiction / Essay
Am I Jew Enough? Questioning My Jewish Identity
by Guest Contributor September 21, 2020Image Credit: paper.prankster Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity.” –Psalms 133 When my 11-year-old daughter informed me that she wanted…
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The Molting: How the Mother of an Addicted Teen Made Way for New Growth
by Guest Contributor September 11, 2020Image Credit: Casey Taylor By freshman year of high school my eldest son had broken more laws, bones, and hearts than any other child in our provincial town. With…
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Creative Nonfiction / EssayFeatured
The Sidewinder and the Emotional Bouncer
by Guest Contributor March 24, 2020October 24, 2019 Dear Marissa, You know that lonely feeling, the one where your heart hurts so bad it feels like it ruptured? Like in those National Geographic photos…
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Freedom. A Blue Jay flew in circles above the birdbath we had in our backyard the day my mother left. She left one cage only to walk into another. She…
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My seven-year-old lies on the fuzzy rug in her shared bedroom; the ball of her right foot is on top of her left and her arms stretch out in a…
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They say if you want love, to make it. Just before you took your place, I imagined you into my life and paved a chamber in my gut for you.…
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Creative Nonfiction / EssayFeatured
The Tilting of a Motherhood
by Guest Contributor February 28, 2020When my daughter was two days into her seventh year, my right heel slipped on black ice and my whole body was tossed into the cold January air, my head…
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Creative Nonfiction / Essay
The Birds: The Unconcern of Eagles
by Guest Contributor February 17, 2020My turn, my turn, my turn! My kids shriek and race around the house, bickering over who gets to use the something next. It doesn’t really matter what it is.…
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Creative Nonfiction / EssayFeatured
If You Jump Into My Arms I Will Catch You
by Guest Contributor August 30, 2019Paintings by Miriam Feldman According to Wikipedia, a jumper (person), in police and media parlance, is a person who plans to fall or jump from a potentially deadly height, sometimes…
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“You’re a mother now,” the anesthesiologist with the long blonde hair says as I’m wheeled to recovery. Mother. I am a Mother now? Five days before I am a mother,…
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Image: Author’s eldest child, Beatrice, three weeks before she died at 35 weeks in utero James Dean died in his Porche Spyder 500, after a collision at the intersection of…
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The fog is thicker as we drop in elevation. I sit down on the snow to fix her goggles; I admire her: rosy lips, white-blond hair coming out from under…