Essays

Tomie Anne Bitton

Hormone Horoscope   Day 17 After working all day, you pick the kids up from school, come home, sit on the couch and notice tension in your shoulders. Why? It wasn’t a particularly stressful day. You play Chutes and Ladders with your six-year-old son,…

May 16, 2020
Book Reviews

Brooklyn Kiosow Reviews Jackie Day’s The Vegan Way

The Vegan Way: 21 Days to a Happier, Healthier Plant-Based Lifestyle that Will Transform Your Home, Your Diet, and You Jackie Day St. Martin’s Griffin, $25.99   In The Vegan Way, written by Jackie Day, we are drawn in with a question: “If you…

May 13, 2020
Essays

A. Molotkov

Colorful   Growing up in the USSR, I’m used to the scarcity of choice in clothes. I live in Leningrad, Soviet Union’s second largest city. Nothing sold in the stores has any aesthetic appeal. Shapeless pants – half denim, half dirt – cling together…

May 16, 2020
Essays

Andrew Sarewitz

Ladies and Gentlemen, Cher   If challenged to categorize my generation of gay men into forums, I’d split them by those who love Cher and those who can’t stand her. I accept this is a stereotype that would prostrate many, but I see it…

May 16, 2020
Essays

Carolyn Boykin

Help Yourself   You receive the news that the annual family end of the summer soiree will be held at your house this year. Acknowledge the butterflies crashing around in the pit of your stomach, the swimming sensation in your head and the weakness…

May 16, 2020
Essays

Claire Goldberger

My Mother Stores My Body in Her Knees   When my mother found out my grandmother was going to die from the cancer that had rocked her bones and eaten her breasts she was twenty and her father was already six months dead. I…

May 16, 2020
Essays

Karen Bell

Reclaiming the Body   Touch has a memory. O say, love, say, What can I do to kill it and be free? —John Keats  Identifying Triggers In a small gym in the hills of Pennsylvania, I stand barefoot on a filthy red mat with…

May 16, 2020
Essays

Richard Klin

Vanishing Point   My father died in 2017 at the age of eighty-five. The death of a parent is a pivotal experience. A natural impulse is to try and put that parent’s life into some sort of recognizable context. It is a time of…

May 16, 2020
Essays

Rebecca Khera

Sticker Collection     Walmart Mad Lib   When I was _________, I would hide ________________ in my ________________. (age)                                            (plural object)  …

May 16, 2020