marriage – Page 5 – FEMININE COLLECTIVE

My Mother’s Heart

May 13, 2017September 18, 2018 Erin Righetti

I remember my fascination as a young girl of six or seven, laying on my parent’s king size bed watching my mother comb out her long, light brown hair. My mother was always different than all the other moms. Sure, she was sweet, made cookies and drove us to the Read more

Sister Connection

March 23, 2017March 28, 2017 Margaret Emerson

we speak every six months or so my sister who moved away from me or me from her over time husband’s interests pulling us from hope to love close to loosely tied she is excited about a coloring book of fashion the latest rage suggested passing it to my granddaughter Read more

Beyond the Finish Line

March 22, 2017September 13, 2018 Tom Lagasse

Keep walking, though there’s no place to get to. Don’t try to see through the distances. That’s not for human beings. Move within, but don’t move the way fear makes you move. – Rumi Nicole Harkin didn’t believe in making New Year’s resolutions. Like most people, she would break them Read more

The Widow

March 16, 2017September 13, 2018 Victoria Addesso

Every early morning she leashes her old dog, walks down to and through the forest to the lake. She looks younger than her fifty-six years, although she feels older, or rather, as if she has lived far too long already. Her dog, an Aussie boy, a handsome black tri-color, walks Read more

Our Family

March 10, 2017March 10, 2017 Natasha Alexander

It’s not the vacations or the gifts. It’s not the public eye or the carefully planned outings. It’s not the fancy dinners or the professional photos taken. No, it’s watching TV series in pajamas, It’s the giggles from the tickle fights. It’s the slumber party every night, It’s the look Read more

You are the Star of Trade Town, Davey!

February 15, 2017May 7, 2019 Dave Pasquel

Me at nine years old: “Look! It’s a brand new 1975 AMC Pacer! Isn’t it groovy? I got the keys. Wanna take it for a ride?” Customer: “Who are you? Did you steal those keys? You’re just a kid.” Me at nine years old: “I live here! And I’m the Read more

Grace

February 9, 2017September 12, 2018 Jeni De La O

I knew for weeks before he finally told her. His teeth gave him away. I’d never seen them before, then one day there they were. Every time he walked through the door. It reminded my mother of the man she’d met as a teenager, a man in love. When he Read more

Bag of Blue

January 29, 2017September 12, 2018 Sharon Mack

There is a blue plastic WalMart bag caught in a branch of the maple tree in my daughter’s front yard. It has been there since April, four seasons ago. It’s amazingly high – far beyond the nest of squirrels and the honeycomb of holes the woodpecker has drilled. Way above Read more