The Miracle of Braile Street It was a muggy summer evening in 1964, years before we could afford air conditioning in our little Detroit bungalow. We were entertaining my Aunt Ariel and Uncle Harry, who were visiting from out of town. In those days, no one in my small middle-class neighborhood had even dreamed of … Read More →
Rejection letters are no fun. A day after I received a polite email from American Literary Review Literary Awards telling me that my poem didn’t win their poetry contest, I discovered the results for the Fish Publishing Short Memoir prize were published. I found my memoir on the longlist (yay!) – out of 780 memoirs submitted in total, 197 … Read More →