Daddy’s Girl
Dec 20
Over the Thanksgiving holiday I went “home”. I put this in quotations, since like many of you out there, my parents are divorced and this sense of “home” has never been exactly the same. You see, I grew up in Florida and my family lives in Kentucky, which for those of you who haven’t been there is effectively another planet. It’s beautiful but definitely...
Who’s Wislawa Szymborska?
Sep 15
If you don’t know this author, you should. My friend Laura introduced me to her a few years ago and to be honest, I had never even heard the name before. I had no idea what I was missing. Evidently, she won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1996 and I can clearly see why. The most interesting thing about her poetry is that it was originally published in a Slavic language and still...
Shattered
Jul 21by Angela Fardo I see a light before me A glimmer in my eye Reflections from a street lamp And then I start to cry The pavement’s cold and lonely And wet against my cheek My friend she lay beside me but she no longer speaks I gaze upon her pallid face She rests in a bed of glass The crimson droplets frighten me How much more time will pass? The sirens peal into my ears My chest heaves out a...
