The Land of Tears

“It is such a secret place, the land of tears.” —Antoine de Saint-Exupéry,The Little Prince The land of tears is a place I’ve visited many times over my life; a strange and secret country, indeed. I could say it feels familiar, except that it doesn’t. Not quite. Each visit is unique, bringing its own sadness, regret, […]

The Gate

“I had no idea, that the gate I would go through to finally enter this world would be the space my brother’s body made…” // For days now, that first line of Marie Howe’s poem “The Gate” has been echoing in my mind. Sometimes, my subconscious swaps out the word “brother” for “mother,” and I […]

You Didn’t Quote Scripture

By Meadow Rue Merrill | Twitter: @meadowruewrites In the dim light of a Maine morning, I glanced out the living room window to see you sitting in your car, headlights off. My husband and our four remaining children were upstairs, tucked safely in their beds, asleep. Grief was my dark and constant companion and had been […]

Life in the Bardo

I remember how the floor gave way the moment my mom died She stopped breathing and I fell into a deep nothingness Around me stood the shells of my brothers and sisters To my left, sat my dad crumpled in upon himself And all of us hung suspended in space both liminal and raw our […]

The Rose and The Thorn

By Jenny Rose Foster “The rose’s rarest essence lives in the thorns” – Rumi I remember studying as an herbalist apprentice last summer. We were on a trail, four women, hiking through a high mountain forest in Oregon. The terrain was thick with depth and diversity and then it would unfold into holy sanctuaries of […]