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Why I Write or Tales from Sixth Grade
Four weeks ago, when I wrote the Boundaries blog, I asked the question: why do I write? And I found myself thinking about the sixth grade. I was a late bloomer. I still wore a little-girl...
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“Seeing”: The Writer/Editor Conversation
In the past two years, as I have revised and reworked my manuscript of poems, “Confluence,” I have thought seriously about principles. I have thought about ordering principles and about the principled...
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Reflections on Wild by Cheryl Strayed
Though I finished reading Wild by Cheryl Strayed more than a week ago, I’m still mesmerized by the courage and determination it took for her to hike the Pacific Crest Trail all alone. But what has...
View ArticleOur Writing and the Seasons
As I reflect on the transition we are making from Spring to Summer, I think of how incredibly affected I am by the seasons. In fact, the manuscript of poems I am revising now is organized through the...
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Embracing Uncertainty
One of the best things I could have done for my writing was to take a painting class. Though it uses the same skills that I use as a writer, I’m less obsessed with the outcome. I’m more aware of...
View ArticleBattle Scars
This week’s blog is written by Maria Caballero, a summer intern from North Central College in Naperville, Illinois. She is majoring in English, with an emphasis on writing, and will be spending the...
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Worries and “What Ifs”: My Decision to Study Abroad as a Mother by Maria...
On September 14th, I fly to Canterbury, England with 20 other students from my college for thirteen weeks. That’s 91 days, 2184 hours, 131,040 minutes that I will be worlds away from the two most...
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Chronic by Brigit Kelly Young
My pain waltzed in to claim me when I was twenty-two and I felt a fateful twist behind my right knee, but it had eyed me in the years before. When I was sixteen I enjoyed my weekly singing lessons...
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In the Flow
Yesterday, I sat on a picnic table on the banks of the Chattachoochee River mesmerized by the movement of water. Tiny ripples glimmered on the surface, pulsing with energy and promise. Two ducks caught...
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More Thanksgiving
It’s December 2nd and I feel as if I’m already behind. To be honest, I’d love a few more days to enjoy the colors of fall. So, in the spirit of lingering a bit longer on the subject of thanksgiving,...
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The Writing of ‘Two White Beds’ by Laura Cherry
Editor’s note: Winner of Minerva Rising’s inaugural chapbook contest, Two White Beds by Laura Cherry is a collection of poetry that dares. It tells the story of two young Victorian women, Sam and...
View ArticlePlaceholders by Norma Schafer
Summer is laziness, no routine. This week I even slept until ten. Most mornings I’m in the rooftop hammock with a coffee cup planted securely in the folds of my belly. I look at the infinite sky,...
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Wild Riled Underground
By Ashley Gonzalez Light trickles through cracked walls, dancing with dim shadows over dusty floors. My eyes follow follow follow, Spirit hollow hollow hollow, cleared out years ago by cold hearted...
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Dying to Be
By Heather Graham Those nicks were just normalcy, and burns a bargaining plea for a life that tucked truth away behind hollowed apathy. Hanging hope upon the rope of ambient ambition, she washed...
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Namaste
By Katie Vagnino This is what happens when you sign up for a yoga class online and don’t read the fine print. It is an honest mistake, one I realize the moment I enter the studio and am confronted...
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