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Monthly Archives: June 2012
Not Anonymous ~ Calyx Press
Share~Marne Zoa See the video about Calyx Press featuring Kelsey Connell here. “For most of history Anonymous was a woman.” A poignant quote from Virginia Wolf quote reminds us how hard women have worked over the years to be heard … Continue reading
Rnaissance Realtor
Share~Marnie Zoa Life is for living. That is my philosophy. Writing for Womyncentric is a part of that mission. I want to thank those of you who have been reading and supporting this fantastic, local Women’s magazine. I thought it … Continue reading
Feature Poet ~ Ann Staley
ShareAnn Staley has been teaching and writing for the last four decades. She began as a letter writer, following her mother’s example, and she began as a teacher the summer after 2nd grade when she assembled her dolls and stuffed … Continue reading
Here Comes The Sun(Screen)
Share~ Katie Wilkes Despite being born and raised in the Pacific Northwest, I haven’t always been so rugged and outdoorsy. As a teenager, I was more inclined to sit inside with a book or nerd out on the computer than … Continue reading
Francophiles Rejoice!
Share~Ariana Carlson Michele Walker is the owner of Crêperie du Lys, Corvallis’ first year-round food cart. She and her fiancé, François, run the cart together. The two attended high school here in Corvallis, but it wasn’t until years later that … Continue reading
Some Secret Thoughts on Shame
Share~Heidi Boyer While I don’t believe life has ever been black and white, it is undeniable that the world today is changing more rapidly than ever before. This transformation has been commodified; more and more it is sold to us … Continue reading
Mexi Nite!
Share I make this basic meal for family or for company just about every week. You can use leftover meat and clean out the vegetable drawer. You can make it simple by buying quality ready-made tortillas and re-fried beans, or … Continue reading
Sonnet in Twelve Lines
ShareThe river is at flood stage, the east bank giving-way to the golf course and pasture land. The river walk and bike path is inaccessible, that spot where I phoned my friend in the Central Time Zone, drowned like our … Continue reading
Stone Harbor, 1948
ShareMy hair is dark and wet. I have been in and out of the warm Atlantic water, and now shivering from sun-burn and dehydration. I am wrapped in a white, terry-cloth robe, initials monogrammed in red. My stance is a … Continue reading
Sister
ShareI always wanted one. More than a pony or the piano lessons I added to my mother’s shopping list the year I was twelve. I considered becoming one, too: Sister Theresa Ann and was one to an older and younger … Continue reading
