The Spider and the Bookcase
A Spiny Orb Weaver spider has taken up residence in the potted plants next to my back door. It is an odd looking creature…
Non-Fiction
Stilettos by a Gravestone
“Aargh, these weeds. And I was just here,” Shifrah Fogel Bernstein thought, as she got to her knees to yank out the invaders, the botanical equivalents…
The Years
I am sitting on an exercise bike, slowly moving my feet, circling, circling, pushing just enough to barely move the pedals. It is exhausting.
Madonnas
“Teacher. Nurse. Secretary. Three acceptable careers for a young woman when my mother was a girl. I became a high-powered corporate lawyer.”
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Quantum Solidarity: Making Hajj at Bear Lodge
The mind-numbing atrocities at home and abroad dare me to respond. It’s as if world events conspired to belittle me, taunting me to try to make sense of bloodbaths…
Marshmallows and Wood-Ear Mushrooms
Today is the first day of my last period. I know because in three weeks, when my body prepares to do it again, I will run into a man with a knife.
The Red Jeep
A Jeep has sat in front of our house for a month, its red boxy body catching my eye every time I walk outside. Whoever left it, placed it equal distance…
Cookies for Breakfast
I have learned life is short, and dying takes forever. For nearly seventy years, I’ve been a whirling dervish. I ran to and from various aspects of a life filled with perpetual…