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Milk

First Unbroken Sleep

June 13th, 2022 | by Anna Laura Reeve

After four and a half hours of unbroken sleep       I feel like a swan  The ‘trying to


On Balance

Second Breath

March 23rd, 2021 | by Danielle LaSusa

It is our first night home from the hospital. Or maybe it’s the second, or the fourth, or the fourteenth.


Poetry

Praise to Bedtime During a Pandemic

March 16th, 2021 | by Ginny Wiehardt

Ode to lavender lotion, to the Alice in Wonderland recordedforty years ago, to my son’s drooping eyelids, my computer’s backlit keys, my tapping fingers tempted


On Balance

Poop

February 11th, 2021 | by Brianna Avenia-Tapper

Maybe we are meant to love other people this way. Knowing that sometimes they will bite us, and we will have to tell them sternly that we do not want to be bitten


99 Problems

Sleepwalking

July 14th, 2020 | by Allison Fagan

You have to wait for them to break the surface on their own; no use trying to reach down to pull them up


Parenting

Taking Time

July 7th, 2020 | by Christina Yovovich

I gave up my writing right away. One day I was a writer who wrote while her child was at school, the next I was I pandemic parent, focused solely on making her child feel things were going to be okay.


Birth Stories

In so many blinks of an eye

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.


Comics

Who Needs the Diagnosis?

September 19th, 2019 | by Jericho Vincent

1 in 7 mothers experiences postpartum depression. And yet, naming it still makes me uneasy. Women used to be given the diagnosis of "Hysteria" if their minds or bodies rebelled.


Sleep

The Guarantee of Sleep

January 21st, 2019 | by Christina Yovovich

At five, he still comes to our bed most nights. There are nights he sleeps through in his own bed,


Comics

BURROW: Part III

November 9th, 2017 | by Marnie Galloway

I think of everything at once… Burrow is a fictional poetic comic about identity transformation in the feral sleepless early



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