By Lorelei Goulding I sit up in bed after a bad night’s sleep, trying to keep my sniffling quiet. My roommate sleeps across from me, in a cap and socks. She gets cold at night, even in the summer. I have noticed that she has trouble falling asleep too, and maybe that is why they … Continue reading
by Lisa Peet
Celebrating youth has been around as long as people have been counting candles, and it hasn’t fallen out of vogue yet. But I see more respect out there for older creators than I did 10 years ago. Continue reading
We planted the flower beds next to our front door with weeds—a small act of aggression, perhaps. Milkweed and Joe Pye Weed, host plants to several kinds of butterflies, flourished there. Continue reading
by Paulette Kamenecka
I came to think of myself as a traveler who’d picked up a pack of diseases through miscalculation or poor judgment—drinking the water in a place I shouldn’t have. Continue reading
I sat with the note in my lap, stunned and glad to be alone in the kitchen. The laundry gave me something to do with my hands while I settled my mind. Continue reading
by Lisa Peet
I craved—I still crave—transcendence, some kind of transformation to click through the plodding circuits in my brain and fire them up again, one by one, turning the lights back on. Continue reading
By Martha Anne Toll
“It came in a sudden gust, the thought that I could give it all up, throw everything overboard, ditch the career in social justice that I truly loved and that was close to forty years in the making, and do what had been calling me for decades: write full time.” Continue reading
Bloom 