A Warm Slice of Solace
(by Laura Zinn Fromm) I was feeling somewhat glum about the end of summer, and did what I often do when I’m out of sorts—looked for...
The Can Game
(by Susan Ostrov Weisser) When I was a child and no one was around—maybe a babysitting older brother available for dire emergencies but...
Packing Her Bags and Passing the Spatula
(by Kathryn Louise Wood) “When Mama moves to Wilson.” That had been our family’s euphemism for when our mother would die and be buried...
Juice or Soup
(by Charlotte Adamis) The very first dinner my 25-year-old mother made for the man who would become her second husband, a widower nearly...
Passing the Ball
(by Crystal Bennett) A one-woman show making everything happen—that’s my mom. When my brother and I were growing up in Westchester...
Her Hands
(by Barbara Sapienza) She squeezed the meat through her fingers. They glistened. The yellow of the yolk slid through—knew just where the...
