The Bronx: A Love Story by Melissa Coss Aquino
“The Bronx: A Love Story” by Melissa Coss Aquino (excerpt from a memoir) The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in seeing with new eyes – Marcel Proust Whilst the media are saturated with stories of victims, unhappy families, disasters, the family records we keep for ourselves seem to be decidedly lacking anything more than celebrations. Why is this so? Jo...
Body Memories, Keening, Scars by Erin Pushman
“Body Memories, Keening, Scars” by Erin Pushman Once, when I was twenty, injured, and coveting a married man, I sat on the grass in a park that edged up to a lake. Kevin faced me, under a sky deepening to twilight. The beginning of summer. Purple shadows, the infrequent, semi-distant sound of mosquitos. Kevin’s khaki shorts bagged open under his...
Unanticipated Effects of Altitude by Jennifer Steil
“Unanticipated Effects of Altitude” by Jennifer Steil Before you moved to La Paz, you were warned about the dizziness and nausea. You were told not to eat on the plane and to drink coca tea as soon as you arrived. Rest, everyone said. No exercise at all for the first few days. You took these recommendations seriously. Twelve thousand feet demand...
Sustenance by Sarah Russell
“Sustenance” by Sarah Russell When glacial bogs blush with berries it’ll be a hard winter, folks say. He is cutting down a dead pine near the cabin, beetle-killed by drought last summer. His chainsaw knows the hearth’s width without measuring. I went to the orchard on Route 5 and bought peaches for canning. The kitchen smells of sweetness, furry skins sloughed off with blanching, floor juice-sticky. He comes...
Riding Past the Museum of Natural History by Ruth Sabath Rosenthal
“Riding Past the Museum of Natural History” by Ruth Sabath Rosenthal seeing the steps I first took toward infidelity — how far I descended. My lover is history, has been for some thirty-odd years, yet, I remember the nervous excitement still — how unashamed and unnaturally good I’d felt. How beyond stupid, thinking I would scale those highs unscathed — so sure I was just stepping into my husband’s footprints...
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