Palms, Parties, and Pink Cotton Candy Palm Springs sparkles with mid-century glamour, healing hot springs, and endless sunshine. Named for the natural hot springs of the Agua Caliente Band of Cahuilla Indians, this desert oasis sits at the base of Mount San Jacinto, creating a unique microclimate that attracted Hollywood stars beginning in the 1920s. […]
HER/HIS story MC sits on a hard chair shaking her head. It is pre-summer 2013 and MC’s big breasts fall out of MC’s flowered razorback bra. MC’s black thong swings up from MC’s black yoga pants. It is 11:06 am and horns are honking on the avenue. Later, when MC will be eating cornbread casserole […]
His Murphy bed dropped from the wall in that Arizona studio apartment. While he watched Miami Vice.Ed wash the teacups, wipe counters. clear away his MIS textbooks. Bight PM sharp:catching glimpses of Don Johnson’s world between dishes and dusting. Espadrilles with no socks. silk t-shirts.Bangladesh to AZfiltered through pink and palm trees on his twelve-inch […]
I am the only one alone on this train,watching families cluster, friends laugh.Mile Post Seventy-Two slides past the window,avalanche protection standing guard. Morning haze from last night’s forest firescents the air like distant campfires.I missed the bus downtown yesterday—another small journey undertaken alone. It seems like old times:everyone else, and me. Not lonely, not ecstatic, […]
Want to listen to the article? Great–listen here! Kinder, I was her child until childhood grew teeth she was mine Bubbe until memory learned hunger my little town swallows itself along the river while moss grows backwards into time the poor little town breeds smaller townsmy poor little dream divides into poorer dreams will I […]
Want to listen to the article? Great–listen here! Joy radiates through my entire body like electricity. Sparks travel from my core to my fingertips in waves of pure, unfiltered delight. This isn’t occasional happiness or momentary pleasure — it’s a neurological symphony that plays in my brain, filling my world with color, light, and sensation […]
Want to listen to the article? Great–listen here! A few words by the author: Brill’s Hidden in Plain Sight is not a conventional Holocaust memoir; rather, it is an act of literary cartography – mapping the landscapes of exile, inherited trauma, and historical erasure. She takes readers on a journey through Belgrade, where her family’s history is […]
Want to listen to the article? Great–listen here! James laced a telephone cord around his mother’s neck and pulled until he asphyxiated her. I knew James since first grade. In fourth grade, he sat behind me in Ms. L’s class. He kicked my chair throughout the school year. My head bounced back and forth like […]
Want to listen to the article? Great–listen here! When I was 21, I discovered Chautauqua Institution during a summer stay in a family cottage belonging to my sister’s boyfriend’s mother. My sister and I lived as residents in the charming summer home in upstate New York, part of the tradition where properties pass through families. We were […]