Poem: (Intuitions. She)

In Coral Bracho’s poem, translated by Forrest Gander from the Spanish, we are witnesses to the thoughts of the poet’s mother, who died from complications of Alzheimer’s. The mother vividly depicts the terror of losing yourself within a formerly capable and operating mind and body. Initially, she answers her own questions rapidly with both confusion…

Day 1: The Joy of Counting Down

When I was growing up, I always looked forward to December 1. Not only did it kick off the month that held both Hanukkah and Christmas (we were a Chrismukkah family) but, more important, it was the day I got to open the first door of my cardboard Advent calendar. The chocolate behind each panel…

No More Hiding

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