Journal Entry by Jeff King

8/31/15 April 1, 2012 is a date that will resonate with me for the rest of my life.  My family and I had just returned from a week-long spring break trip to Florida.  We were getting ready to get back to our regular work and school schedules the following day.  It was...

Mother Love by Sara Connell

The story I played out growing up was The Ugly Duckling.  For a time, even the nickname given to me by my mother was “Ug.” My two younger sisters seemed to move seamlessly from the womb into the family unit. I constantly felt the outsider: at worst, pathologized; at...

Heavy Metal by Jean Cozier

My mother entered a nursing facility on January 2, 2014, and thus I began yet another chapter in a long, dysfunctional story I really would like to stop reading. At the age of 98, she still has the power to darken my life.  I’m working on that – hence, “Heavy Metal.” ...