My first canvas hangs on the wall of my art studio in Waltham, MA. It is an abstract landscape of blues, browns, and purples, evoking mountains, lakes, and volcanoes.
Creative Nonfiction
The Keeping Room is an online magazine for all women writers, poets, and artists.
We are looking to publish your short stories, essays, free writing, poetry, and photo essays that touch on topics related to Women’s Wisdom, Lessons Learned, Self-care, Bodies, Relationships, and Community.
Writers selected for publication will be paid $25
Country Mouse and City Mouse by Katherine Riegel
1. One of us thinks too little about weight. One of us thinks too much. She is all angles, like the drawings of women in pattern catalogs at the fabric store. I am all rounded: my chin, my stomach, my upper arms like still life paintings of plump, ripe fruit.
Suzie by Carol Ovenburg
Modern dance is on my mind when Suzie taps my shoulder and introduces herself. My second semester junior year of high school …
Grow through the Narrow Spots by Barbara Rady Kazdan
Decades ago, I saw this message on a poster: “Grow through the Narrow Spots. Change is Inevitable - Growth is...
8 Healthy Ways to Lose Weight After A C-Section Remember: You’re Still Healing by Summer A.H. Christiansen
Be patient with your body. Take time to understand what it has gone through and know that your body will forever be ruined.
Friending My Brother by Michelle Goering
I have a testy relationship with Facebook. I ignore it for weeks, then come back for the dopamine hits when friends read what I’ve written…
I Think I’m Better Looking by Joylyn Chai
…than I actually am. I dared to have an open discussion about this for the first time a few weeks ago.
Deception by Leslie Tucker
The day I met Anna went like this. Big friendly smile, “Hi, I’m Anna, can you believe these streets are such a mess?”
A Room Without Windows by Lily Beeson-Norwitz
I once counted my heartbeats and mistook them for yours. I sat up straight when you entered the room and offered you my body without opening my mouth
Recipe for Forgiveness
by Julie Lockhart
My mother loved to tell. She would place the stool in the tiny kitchen and tell me to watch her cook.
Snapshots of a Past By Clara Oropeza
In the dream, you are a passenger inside a car that turns right onto the sleepy cul-de-sac of Bierenberg Place. On the...