Janel AtlasLooking for a word as the moment slips byHow many times, when he was a baby, did I rock him to sleep, his blond head nestled weightily against my chest or my arm? Now, at six years…Mar 26, 2017Mar 26, 2017
Janel Atlas“Morning Prayer”Entering the lounge I glance about estimating the rank of those already present. If none stand so far above me that I must acknowledge…Mar 25, 2015Mar 25, 2015
Janel AtlasThe Bloodiest Reason to Write“Is it possible to teach English so that people stop killing each other?” (Mary Rose O’Reilley, The Peaceable Classroom)Nov 3, 2014Nov 3, 2014
Janel AtlasThe Problem with IdeasI missed the chance to explain what I do to someone who really doesn’t get it. Here’s what I wish I’d said.May 24, 2014May 24, 2014
Janel AtlasinBereavement and MourningTelling a Story of StillbirthAccepting the Limits of NarrativeMay 9, 20141May 9, 20141