My Grandmother, My Daughter, and a Flannel
By Louis De Lauro I think I was 23 when Nana Lena died. It still hurts. Nana Lena was my...
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A Water Prayer. {Poetry}
By Sarah Castrigano My parents lived on Lake Erie for a spell, right on the edge. I...
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She has One Foot Out the Door to the Future.
By Melody Lima I ask my daughter if we can hug at drop-off for summer camp. “NO!”...
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Dad, I’ve Been Cutting Myself.
By Ty H Phillips I roll over in bed as the pitter patter of tiny feet wake me up. I...
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I’m Here Now, I Will Always be Here: On Visiting My Dad in the Country. {Poetry}
By Liz Chesla Stumbledrunk, you miss the porch step and crash into the railing. I am...
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