The Frame: An Excerpt from 16 PILLS
July 12th, 2018 | by Carley Moore
I went on what I then swore would be my last first internet date during winter storm Jonas. He spoke Spanish,
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I WISH I COULD GET DIVORCED: On Always Being the Only Parent
April 25th, 2018 | by Allison Langer
I’m jealous of my divorced friends. They get up to 15 kid-free days every month. They can sleep in, go
Commencement
March 22nd, 2018 | by Emily Tobey
“The time when something begins.” -Merriam-Webster Dictionary “Listen to this,” Lily said, reading something to me from the paper
The Evil We Do and What is Remembered
December 8th, 2017 | by Jennifer Gregory
“The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones.” – Shakespeare I
Morning in the New Apartment
November 7th, 2017 | by Charlotte O'Brien
Before my oldest daughter is awake my alarm sounds. The dog is still asleep which means she hasn’t walked him. I take
CHILD ADVISORY: Mom’s Explicit Music
May 3rd, 2017 | by Julie Simmons
Recently, my 11-year-old daughter, Lyric, declared to a passing grown-up that I listen to music with “swear words.” “Even the
Between Alma and Belén—On Identity and Journeys Home
February 23rd, 2017 | by Leticia Del Toro
I had not visited my father’s family in Mexico in twenty-one years. In my youth, it was an annual trip.
Meg Weber Follows THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD
November 30th, 2016 | by Meg Weber
“Should we take our chances and walk?” I asked. It was mostly rhetorical, in that way parents ask about things
SLIGO: Bernadette Murphy is a MUTHA on Wheels
October 13th, 2016 | by Bernadette Murphy
I need you, Mom. Where ARE you? A series of texts scrolls across my phone as I return to cell-phone
MY EGYPTIAN FORTUNE COOKIE: Comics by Lisa Lim
September 27th, 2016 | by Lisa Lim
My first memory of my sister, Angie, was in my mother’s small hands. She looked like a raisin, but caterwauled