The Red Zone
June 20th, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
There’s nothing like having a set of small square teeth sink into your skin to make you question everything.
About Cheryl Klein
Cheryl Klein
Cheryl Klein’s column, “Hold it Lightly,” appears monthly(ish) in MUTHA. She is the author of a story collection, The Commuters (City Works Press), and a novel, Lilac Mines (Manic D Press). Her stories and essays have appeared in Blunderbuss, The Normal School, Razorcake, and several anthologies. Her work has been honored by the MacDowell Colony and the Center for Cultural Innovation. She blogs about the intersection of art, life and carbohydrates at breadandbread.blogspot.com. Follow her on Twitter: @meadowbat.
Author Archives: Cheryl Klein
Attachment Wounds: Writer Frances Badalmenti on the Legacy of Mental Illness and the Appeal of a White Duvet
May 28th, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
"There was this tremendous fear of intimacy, which was rooted in the fear of loss.... We both knew that this was going to be our story and that our story would be very powerful."
Lego and Let Go: Parenting in the Time of Peak Plastic Sh*t
April 22nd, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
Long before my son saw Cars, I counted six Lightning McQueens in our house, none of which I’d purchased. This happens when you live during end-stage capitalism
Everything I Wanted to Know About Parenting but Was Too Much of a Kid to Ask
March 13th, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
I rarely let myself grieve What Might Have Been. In doing so, I’d have to face the questions of every time-travel narrative. If my mom hadn’t died, would I have have gotten the fertility treatment that led to the miscarriage that led to the adoption of the grandson she’d adore
Immaculate Assumptions: Food Babies I Have Carried
February 19th, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
There was a guy I flirted with in English class, and I stayed awake at nights worrying maybe I was a dyke, but that was the extent of my sex life. If it was possible to be negative-pregnant, that was me
How to Map a Moving Target
January 4th, 2019 | by Cheryl Klein
You handed me a beach ball that was also a globe. “Show me on the map where we live,” you
Reaping the Dresses We’ve Sewn: On Gender and the Urge to Extrapolate
December 4th, 2018 | by Cheryl Klein
The adoption agency my partner C.C. and I worked with didn’t allow parents to choose the sex of the baby
“Parents use what they have to do what they need”: Dr. Kara Ayers of the Disabled Parenting Project on Creativity and Community
November 1st, 2018 | by Cheryl Klein
Ability in its essential form is not a construct: We all have the ability to do some things and lack
Time, Travel: Personal Apocalypses and What Comes After
October 16th, 2018 | by Cheryl Klein
Two-thousand twelve was an apocalyptic year for me, as if the Mayans had been thinking of a thirty-something white lady
Smart Enough
September 6th, 2018 | by Cheryl Klein
Sometime during the lovely, delusional years that C.C. and I daydreamed about having kids, we found ourselves in the apartment
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