Browsing the "miscarriage" Tag

Mind

Smash It ‘Til You Break

May 17th, 2022 | by Naomi Racz

Content note: depression, suicide, pregnancy loss Smashing It Smashing it meant starting a career transition in the midst of first


Loss

Bad Juju

September 1st, 2021 | by Denise Massar

How could I have been so stupid? So smug? You couldn’t let the universe know when you were flying high


Loss

Crescent

June 30th, 2020 | by Becca Rose Hall

There’s more sex where that came from, says your daddy, and of course we’ll try again. Nothing is wrong; it is only sad. Nature believes in redundant abundance.


Loss

On Brevity

March 24th, 2020 | by Dana Robinson

I recalled the joyous phone calls of only a few months before, as I steeled myself to dial those same numbers, but with a very different message this time


Loss

In the Fire

February 20th, 2020 | by Cheryl Klein

Repetition is part of understanding. But it is a little bit torturous to have to tell your child the story of your mother’s cremation again and again.


Loss

Holding Breath

April 30th, 2019 | by Shannon Brescher Shea

Lying on a hospital examination table, shivering despite the thin blanket draped over me, I stared at the ceiling and


Body

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



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  • “I was two years past my last period and in early menopause, thirty-four years old and recently divorced. Learning I was unable to conceive had thrown me into a state of despair. Now, with the world split open, alone in a pitch-black room with bloody feet, I knew I needed to act.” “My parents adopted me. At three months old, they chose and adopted a baby girl called April and named her Alexandria. He and Mama named me after him, his middle name being Alexander. I don’t remember the exact moment they told me they adopted me, but I must’ve been little because it feels as though I’ve always known.” #comics #loss #mothersanddaughters “Queers have the privilege of putting ourselves together; we do not come prepackaged. My gender does not rely on the external narratives we tell about men. If my masculinity is a form of political protest, so is my femininity. Those dykes who took me under their butch wings at seventeen taught me that softness and strength are not in opposition. It’s a lesson that has served me well in fatherhood.” #birth #dads #grief #fathersday #comics #art #poetry #newborns #sleep “Communicating desire and boundaries during a sexual encounter is a varsity-level skill. Today’s sex educators advocate for clear, enthusiastic, continuous consent, and I think I believe in that ideal. But this concept wasn’t imaginable when I was in high school. I was mute for so much of my early sex life, I feel unqualified to teach my girls how to navigate theirs.” #gunviolence #poetry #fear

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