Mar 19th in Venice
“Close your eyes and open your hand”, I told my sister. She followed my orders. I placed a travel guide […]
Reflections
A ball, A cop and John Lennon’s Imagine
When we first came to America, my sister & I worked in New York. We were overcome – by the
To My Santa
“Maybe look under your pillow, in case Santa Claus left you a gift.” said my father casually while he stood
This Little Light of Mine
I would like to preface my story with an excerpt from the poem “How the light comes” by Jan Richardson.
The Invisible String
“Hold it gently – and then let it go”, my father said to me as he handed me the string
“Earl Gray Moment”
“What tea would you like?” asked the waitress as she flipped open the top of a tea box in front
Home
“I want to come home to Bay Shore”, says our daughter; our exchange student-daughter to be precise – on video
Human No. 1
It was love at first sight. There she was, walking surreptitiously across the garden, up the steps of our deck, watching every
Re-thinking Ginger Rogers
I am listening to my brilliant and menopausal acting coach as she goes through another oneof her hot flashes. “For
J.K. Rowling f***ing ruined my life
I stood in the corridor of a Delhi hospital watching the live feed of a Colonoscopy in progress. My sister;