Sitting on the Fringe

I pass by the holy water font without pausing, fifty-three years of reflex gone. I slide into a pew tucked in the back corner of the cavernous church, an arm’s reach from the flickering votive candles. An arm’s reach from the nearest exit. It was not always thus between you and I. I spent hours […]

Mudroom News #1

We have been busy behind the scenes working on making The Mudroom a more inspiring, engaging, and inviting place for our contributors, guest posters, support staff, and readers. We have a few announcements to share with you, and we will be dividing them up this month. First, we’d like to introduce you to our Support […]

Riding the Grief Wave

My hand grabs a heavy plastic bag as I reach to the very back of the closet. I couldn’t place it at first, and then my heart wrenches when I see the blue sweater. Justin’s sweater, and a blue polo shirt that I had carefully saved from his belongings. His sweet scent and the faint […]