Joanna Clapps Herman’s NOA SONGS
December 11th, 2020 | by Joanna Clapps Herman
This creatura, miracoluccia, piccinina, thislittle, especially against my chest, arms splayed, loosened to comfort, in surrender.
December 11th, 2020 | by Joanna Clapps Herman
This creatura, miracoluccia, piccinina, thislittle, especially against my chest, arms splayed, loosened to comfort, in surrender.
November 12th, 2020 | by Mary Grilli Jacobs
The most important thing to do, from the very beginning, is to follow all the rules. Go to school, and
October 29th, 2020 | by Marie Holmes
On my son’s eleventh birthday, nothing went as planned--just like on the day he was born
March 9th, 2020 | by Zhenya Bourova
It is 8.46am when I see you for the first time, impossibly small and slick with blood as they hand you to me in the operating theatre.
January 22nd, 2020 | by Rachel Berger
You will spend the next 8 weeks trying to figure out how to make the nurses see you as anything but a sick fat pregnant person.
December 5th, 2019 | by Maria Photinakis
This is a comic about giving birth in a time of loss; the final installment in a four-part series.
November 1st, 2019 | by Maria Photinakis
A comic about giving birth in a time of grief.
October 24th, 2019 | by Marisol Cortez
If the heroine is cautious or follows the rules, she remains a Good Girl, unchanged--end of story. But if she is a Birth Warrior, she does the One Forbidden Thing
October 16th, 2019 | by Maria Photinakis
"I study your feet Because when you are gone That detail disappears with you." A graphic narrative about giving birth in a time of loss