A breastfeeding mother discovers her superpowers, with hilarious results.
Why Didn’t My Mom Stand Up for Me?
A woman wonders how her mother — a loving, interested mom who wanted a child so much — could have missed the signs of abuse.
Sailing The Rock
The first thing you notice is the air, scrubbed by a thousand miles of ocean and a hundred miles of evergreen forest. The spruce-scented breeze wafts along the shores of western Newfoundland filling the billowing sails of our tall ship, Concordia, and simultaneously purging our lungs of city smog. Even the tap water in Newfoundland […]
Early Exit: Thoughts on Suicide
After the suicide of her grandfather, our writer remembers her previous attempts at suicide, and how she came to a place where she can and does talk about it, despite the shame she feels.
The Monsters Among Us
In a world so rich with enlightenment, science and wealth — how can people behave like monsters? And how do the rest of us put up with it?
Tarmac Meditations #18 — Sigh
June 13, 2010 Sat down fixin’ to work this morning. Things to write. Put Billy Joe Shaver on the box and got after it. Pretty soon I’m leanin’ back in my chair, feet up on the desk, eyes closed. Ain’t no words comin’ from me. Billy Joe seems to have them all. Oh hell, it’s […]
Tarmac Meditations #17 — Lace Up
A runner tries to find the energy and motivation for an early morning run.
Tarmac Meditations #16 — Sunday Morning
A runner who who craves a lazy Sunday morning finds the world if full of reasons to get out of bed. And some of them of good ones.
The Other Side of Me: The Turtle
In my 30s, I had body position I called the Turtle. I would wake up in the morning with my shoulders pulled up around my ears and my head and neck sucked back into my spine. Just like a turtle going into its shell.
How I’ve Come To Love The World Cup
The World Cup has made a convert out of this writer even though he hates sports.
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