Sometimes amid damaging patterns, the loss of people we love, our creeping self-doubt and bone-tiredness with grey—we need reminding our life has been here, beautiful and shining, the whole time. Read more
The Sound Of The Bell As It Leaves The Bell
poetry
The (Christmas) Bells
In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of my folly,
In a mad interpolation demanding I stay jolly,
Making my skin feel crawly
With a new hatred of holly
And a resolute desire
To shout at Target’s newest hire. Read more
When The Sexually Abusive Artist Is A Woman
Anne Sexton’s legacy as feminist poet and guiding light for the mentally ill must include the destruction of her own daughter. Read more
The Ravages Of American Poverty
July Westhale’s new book of poetry, ‘Trailer Trash,’ reminds us never to be ashamed of where we come from, even if it almost kills us. Read more