By Maria Smith We’re at 30,000 feet. Terry is sitting in the window seat reading before he asks to get up to stretch. Less than a minute after standing, he’s having spasms in his diaphragm, his body is writhing. I need to quickly get him […]
By Erin Binney The proverbial blank page. I’ve been caught in a staring contest with it more times than I can shake a Paper Mate pen at. Except these days, rather than a page, it’s usually a blank screen. For me, the blank screen is […]
By Amy Stonestrom Get dressed Make the bed Do another load of laundry Disinfect the knobs Walk the dog Ask if the sun will finally shine today Plan dinner (or breakfast or lunch) Think about the time Dad slumped over his plate at the Sunday […]
By Christine Brooks Inside a drop of rain, in this place ofdrowned granite & smoothcobble looking out, from melancholy tearsblown infrom theIrish Seagolden Kings walk amongusas freely as those paleshadowsthat have most unwillinglygoneahead if only, to walk ushome not a mindful breathaway,like the coos from unseenbirdsin […]
By Melina Rudman I settled self-consciously into the wide, silky blue band and waited for class to begin. It had been months since I had participated in a yoga class, and aerial yoga would be taking it to a whole new level. I closed my […]
By Lisa Werhan Dear Writing, Babe, I’m breaking up with you. I mean it this time. For real. This is goodbye. We’re through. Over. Done. It’s not you. It’s me. You, my dear Writing, are fascinating, noble, enigmatic, witty, and endlessly intriguing in your myriad […]
By Vana Nespor When I first arrived in New England, I believed that human beings fell into two totally incompatible categories: People of Place and Interlopers. People of Place fit neatly, or haphazardly, or wickedly into the interdependent tapestry of their communities. They paused in […]
By Wren Bellavance-Grace I remember coming out to my family. Mostly because it didn’t go well. In hindsight, Christmas night may not have been the best timing. When I was done speaking, my mother stood and left the room in silence. My sister, who was […]
By Kim MacQueen When I first began my Buddhist study, the zendo was like a foreign country. Everything was either sage or beige. We weren’t supposed to look anybody in the eye. Someone beat a drum steadily as we walked around in circles, clad head-to-toe […]
By L’Tanya Durante Please hurry! My mouth waters, my belly growls as I wait for you. I know you won’t disappoint. My spoon gently sliding in a crevice, through the crunchy outer layer that protects your most vulnerable inner spaces. Your thick, chicken-infused pudding squishing […]