Category Archives: yeah write
Women’s History X
Congratulations, Stephanie! You (or the recipient of your shout out) will receive a copy of Rad American Women! A friend (Thanks, Amy!) recently posted a link to this post on Dangerous Minds about an ABC book called Rad American Women A-Z: … Continue reading
Guest Sonnet: The Fate of Fur and Feathers
Jessica Almy, the brain and brawn behind Vegbooks, joined the yeah write February Poetry Slam with a sonnet. I offered this space, assuring her that opinionated sarcasm would fit right in. Also, since I’ve defaulted on my participation in the … Continue reading
Seagull Picnic: yeah write gargleblaster
Seagulls fight over forgotten fruit and crustless triangles. Unable to raise his eyes, knowing that the lack of joy in hers would harden concrete over her words, he studies a footprint in the wet sand and wishes he’d never answered her song. … Continue reading
Maya Would Have Forgiven Me
I didn’t know any better. Before I ever read I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, I taught a chapter called “Momma, The Dentist, and Me.” I was teaching kids who were about as far from avid readers as is … Continue reading
My Cervix Doesn’t Smoke
After seven years of university life and university health center nurse practitioners, my cervix and I had been spoiled. Those seven years of spreading my legs for plastic speculums and pap smears had been kind and gentle and chock full … Continue reading
Coney Island Bikinis
Summers as a family-free NYC teacher can be pretty sweet. You might not have the cash of Wharton-graduated peers to go play in Manhattan, but you’ve got time. Summertime. Even the temporary feel embedded in the sweaty, lethargic hours of teaching … Continue reading
Superfecta Lessons from yeah write
Oh wow. I just had an embarrassing revelation. I was trying to remember which kind soul brought me gently into the yeah write fold, and I was sure it was some talented writer who blogs; I was sure it was … Continue reading
TipsyLit Fiction: Joker’s No So Wild
You know, it’s funny. I never understand why “vanilla” is considered boring. Vanilla has layers of flavor that dance and swoon and swirl where more showy flavors stick and lodge and need to be pried from taste buds. But whatever, … Continue reading
Tweenage Dreams on Valentine’s Day
To say there were never any grand expectations surrounding Valentine’s Day would be a lie. But I didn’t have to admit it. I never said it out loud, and even to myself it was wrapped in half-laughed-at daydreams. Still, sometimes, … Continue reading
Glad I Saw It: Right-Sized Butt
With all the liking of big butts and wanting smaller butts and bemoaning flat butts and finding jeans to give you a round butt — how about we all just love our own butts for what they are: Exactly the … Continue reading
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