I am in a hospital bed, just four days after my 19th birthday, in the delivery room, preparing to push my first baby out of my belly and onto this planet.

I have been here since 11pm the previous evening, and it’s been a long night.

It’s now 0700 am. Day shift arrives and my sweet caring nurse has been replaced with a frowning, militant, older, woman in scrubs who marches right to my bedside and yells “BUCK UP sweetie, you need to PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER.” I am fully dilated and am falling apart. I have no idea how to…


It’s the Summer of 2006 I’m 24 years old, and I’m speeding down Hwy 395 Leaving Carson City Nevada. I have an opportunity to reveal my secret super power and I am so excited.

The windows of my small grey Toyota Matrix are down, Jack Johnson “Bubble toes” (My current favorite song), is blaring on my radio. I feel unstoppable, as I weave in and out of traffic passing every mundane person on the flat stretch of highway in Washoe valley. I am wearing my favorite burgundy tank top and sunglasses, with a fresh layer of red lip gloss smeared…


I’m standing at the adult dentist waiting with my daughter. We are in masks, outside the glass door, on the second floor, waiting for the staff to come out and do their covid screening. It’s just a cleaning but she needs it badly.

My daughter’s name is Isabella but she goes by Bell Pepper now. I used to call her “Boobie” short for “Boobie baby” but now she has started to become her own woman. Since the change started, I lost the privilege of using that outgrown nickname.

Bell Pepper now, is thin, pale and Introverted.

She has a short…


I’m in the Pacific Ocean praying for a miracle and chewing raw ginger as my seasickness ebbs and flows with the rocking waves. Our kayak is slowly starting to sink and everything I own is stuffed in a black back pack in -between me and a completely naked woman, my Hero of the day Clara.

I’m in the Pacific Ocean praying for a miracle and chewing raw ginger as my seasickness ebbs and flows with the rocking waves. Our kayak is slowly starting to sink and everything I own is stuffed in a black back pack in -between me and a completely naked woman, my Hero of the day Clara.

I’m only 17 on a mission for the impossible, to hitchhike out of Kalalau valley onto a willing tour guide boat and take a free ride to the other side of the island. My life depends on it.

I’m sick. Too weak to hike the…


It should be silent. With the only noise being occasional traffic from my bed as I sleep in it. My bed is positioned next to a window that faces the street. It’s the middle of the night in San Fernando Valley, CA. and it’s the desperation in the loud voice that wakes me up first.

A woman’s voice hurling obscenities at someone outside. I just want to sleep, but when you are awakened by such unforeseen cries of crisis in the middle of the night you are paralyzed in a state of quiet, still, absorption. I hear My father’s voice…


I wake alone, in the closet of a bare room. I’ve been sleeping in the closet in case whoever is selling this empty house comes in for an inspection. This much I know somehow, at 13; that people inspect empty houses.

The mornings are lonely. I clean up the evidence of my hideaway-a bag of empty cookies, a few dirty clothes and the only blanket my boyfriend could steal for me.

I have just enough view out the bedroom window to see a police car pulling up in front of the empty house. Time slows as the obnoxious recognizable vehicle…

Tawnya Marie Gilbert

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