“dust”
be beside yourself,
as your petal becomes a garlic skin skeleton,
stay near yourself so you do not
turn to nothing. Continue reading “Viv”
Viv
Troi Anastasia Michael
Amazing that this far into our shared history, we still find ourselves quite often and rigidly locked into roles assigned by generations and conditions long-ago removed and irrelevant from our present daily life, in the following piece, Troi Anastasia Michael briefly speaks of their guided by music journey of self-discovery towards “Living Quietly Out Loud,” their own truth in a world reluctant yet ever-so slowly opening to the non-binary notion. Continue reading “Troi Anastasia Michael”
Frances Donovan
Out of Her Head
She fell again, fell upward this time—no drop
from a precipice, only her feet
treading more and more lightly on the ground
until they lifted and she knew Continue reading “Frances Donovan”
Melissa S. Bennett
The Comfort Room
I sat in an old, ratty recliner
In The Comfort Room.
With supervision, of course
Someone to judge my every facial expression
A bout of laughter
Or a single tear Continue reading “Melissa S. Bennett”
Hotel Henry and the Line between Restoration and Trivialization
What is a historic landmark without a history? And what is a history without the voices of those who were affected directly by an event or institution? Continue reading “Hotel Henry and the Line between Restoration and Trivialization”
On Being Called “Mentally Ill” by a Student
The balance between taking things seriously and having a sense of humor– sometimes I think my life hangs on it. Continue reading “On Being Called “Mentally Ill” by a Student”
First MITA ‘Meeting of the Minds’
Madwomen in the Attic will hold its first-ever meeting in Western New York on Monday, April 17th, thanks to the generosity of St. Paul’s Evangelical Lutheran Church in Williamsville. Continue reading “First MITA ‘Meeting of the Minds’”
Madwomen in the Attic 