An image of Rosemarie flashed behind my eyes. She was naked, on her back, long white legs bouncing in the […]
Surrender, Dorothy (Part II)
I worried about my mother. A year after my father died, a few days after I had turned sixteen, I […]
Surrender, Dorothy (Part I)
The day my sister received her First Communion, she declared that she was going to grow up and marry God. […]
The Nicest Knight
My son Drew loves Ninjas. He loves army guys, zombies, and angry birds. He can sit on our living room […]
Paper, Please
When I read a story, I want to get physically intimate with it. I want its body to be smooth […]
A Special Invitation from Macy’s
The scent of freshly waxed floors and unworn cotton cleanses my spirit the moment I swing open the glass doors. […]
Weird Classroom Escapades #1
It’s gotten to the point where my eyes skim over the faces in the room as I walk in, rather […]
Born for the MFA
Two days a week, I don’t come home after work. Two days a week, I ask my parents and husband […]
An Open Letter to the Academy
Dear American Academy of Pediatrics, I am writing to express some concerns I have about your recommendations for young children’s […]
Gia’s Gift
I wrote the following piece in response to my first Fiction Workshop prompt at Emerson College (classes started on September […]
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