Category Archives: Motherhood


Been married for 13 years. 13 years taught me that you really do fall in. And out. And in love with the same person. That good sex becomes great sex with effort and vulnerability. That if you really want to improve a relationship you have to accept that your partners experience of you is the truth about you too. That forgiveness  and humility can be everything. That kids suck. And that they are a beautiful. Complicated. Joy. And that having four of them creates teeth brushing hell every night. But family is a wonder and ages well. Like wine. Like cheese. If you care enough to do it better every day.


The Speech  
by Eirene Henderson

I just want to thank God,
my mom,
Cat Stevens,
Angela Lansbury–
Angela, you’re a goddess–
I never could have done this without any of you.

An immense thank you to the makers of Citalopram,
and of course the gang over at Lindor Chocolates–
you know I love you–

And most of all, thank you to my fans.
All five of you.

It’s been a long road, but, you know,
because you all believed in me,
here I am today.

Showered. Wearing a bra.
Sitting on this porch
under the bright light of an
an afternoon sun.

Canon in D, Now A Flat
by Eirene Henderson

Firm, they were, but soft and round.
Like a peach
a few day before you can
Sink your teeth
into its fuzzy flesh.

And the alert, intrepid, little
bull’s eyes used to
stare ahead
with defiance

Now, they look down
at my body incredulously
as if to ask
“What the hell happened here?”

And the fruit has been enjoyed
by man and child alike.
Sucked down to its
withered, wrinkled pit.