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Woodwork

September 22, 2017October 13, 2018 Nikki Moore

She built a home with her hands each beam uncalculated but standing erect to perfection nails nor screws thoughtfully placed because she couldn’t live in a home with a rhyme. Wood splintered on stairs from the footfalls of men who took them, smiling back at the eyes in the walls. Read more

Send Them Away

September 20, 2017May 7, 2019 Marsha Owens

I don’t think I have another rant left to write. Disgusted, frightened, ashamed, and whatever synonyms for those words that might be found in a Thesaurus have taken over my psyche since 11/8/16. If I glance in the mirror, I see myself among the hollow-eyed zombies in “Thriller,” dragging around Read more

Creating a Feminist Future

September 19, 2017September 14, 2018 Lauren Halsted

My daughter started Kindergarten this year, and in the fourth week of school, a little boy kicked her in the face while she was playing on the monkey bars. It was the same little boy who kicked her best friend in the face while she was playing on the monkey Read more

Conscious Posting: The Difference Between Bragging and Gratitude

September 17, 2017September 13, 2019 Elizabeth Regen

Facebook can be fun. Social media in all forms – can be entertaining. Instagram is cool because I like photos. I like to see the world through pictures. I, especially, like to see other people’s world through their eyes. Instagrams allows everyone to post the images their world is made Read more

That Bitch Called Media

September 15, 2017October 13, 2018 Rebecca Charlotte

So many girls get trapped by that bitch called Media and her virtual cage. Her spider web of filters latch on filtering out flaws and imperfections, any chance of personality and direction. That bitch called Media tags you in photos, picks Facebook fights with you, distracts you from your life Read more

Marriage

September 15, 2017October 13, 2018 Christina Strigas

I sit alone in my bedroom you sit alone on the couch. You go to work I stay home. You never call. I never text. Our wedding portrait is on the wall to remind us of who we were in case we forget. We still have sex but we are Read more

Art Of Silence

September 15, 2017October 13, 2018 Marie Scampini

the postman may always ring twice for Lana Turner
but not for me
no more
Silence
in that sacred space created
a beauty of mind

Chocolate Melted Hearts

September 8, 2017September 16, 2018 Jacqueline Cioffa

I’m a rainbow sprinkles twist kind of girl, or BlackBerry Ice Cream straight from the dairy farm. So when exactly, at what precise moment did I grow a gaping sinkhole right above my sweet and bitter chocolate heart? You can’t keep piling unicorns, puppy dogs, and positive affirmations atop the Read more