Blog Voices from Our Community
Read stories, updates, and reflections from artists, staff, and survivors. Here, we share the heart of Awakenings — one post at a time.
“See me,” I whisper. “See me! See me!” I am startled by the screams that come from outside of my body, and I am surprised
- Memoir
“Melissa, where’s your scrunchie?” Mom looked in both pockets of my jacket and on the floor under my booster seat. “I forgot it,” I whispered
- Memoir
All profound love ends. Or so I’ve been told. As a child, I thought the most important thing in life was being happy, that one
- Memoir
The first morning after, you stripped his bed and took the sheets home. Where you had been folded in on yourself there was the shape
- Memoir
Thief of Night BCE: In Greek mythology, night is a woman. Nyx, the powerful and voluptuous goddess of the night, is also mother to Hypnos
- Memoir
Ah, relief! Done studying for finals, I headed out to commiserate with my friend. I threw on a gauzy white shirt with blue embroidered trim,
- Memoir
The dream came again, and I knew what was happening even before I was awake. It was always the same; first the dream, and then
- Memoir
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.”
- Memoir
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
- Essay, Memoir, Poetry
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