When Sex Isn’t Magical

by Anonymous I carefully string the beads on a wisp of fishing wire. They’re clear blue, about ten of them. Then I thread the letters: T-R-U-E L-O-V-E W-A-I-T-S. More blue beads. I tie it round my wrist, feeling accomplished. This will fix everything. / / / / I came of age in the late nineties. […]

Learning to Ask For Help

“Just because I am quiet, it doesn’t mean I’m OK.” These were the words that I spoke to my husband during one of the most challenging seasons of our lives. It was the winter of 2008. Several months earlier John’s younger brother had died quite suddenly leaving behind his grieving wife, three teenage sons and […]

The Gate, Part II

Here is a thing that I’m learning: At some point in your life, you will walk through the gate that someone’s life made for you–a space in the exact shape of their unique, specific being, much the same shape as a question mark, so that you can finally enter the world. It will change everything […]

In Order That I Might Live

You know the way the wind begins to shift direction once the earth tilts boldly towards the sun How the orange light becomes all liquid Pooling where once there was shadow Its abundance spilling further and further into night And how slowly, the ground begins to rise Swelling with anticipation It is then I throw […]

Finding Wings in the Darkness

By Marielena Zuniga | Blog I walk to the dunes by tall reeds, taking in the expanse of ocean before me. The beach is bereft in autumn except for a lone fisherman on one of the stone jetties. I inhale, the smell of salt air and fish stinging my lungs. I breathe again, realizing how […]