memoir
“I want everyone to know what’s really happening on the front lines”: video from Jane Soyka’s Covid-19 hospital room.

“I want everyone to know what’s really happening on the front lines”: video from Jane Soyka’s Covid-19 hospital room.

Jane survived Covid-19. Her roommate, Elida, did not. “I‘m not going to start the blame game … except to blame the government for sabotaging the CDC and science.” Stills from Jane’s video. Editors’ Note: Violinist Jane Soyka lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico, where Covid-19 spiked dramatically in November. Her story shows how quickly symptoms can go from mild...
COVID Diary: A Physician Gets Sick.

COVID Diary: A Physician Gets Sick.

Dr. Leslie Hayes took every precaution, but she still caught COVID — her thoughts on contagion, masks, the vaccine, and the holidays. “The virus had gone through 50 people before I got it. Many of them took precautions and then just got unlucky, but some of them were careless or didn’t think the rules applied to them …”...
“You Want Me to Be Happy About Dying” — an essay by Ramona Grigg.

“You Want Me to Be Happy About Dying” — an essay by Ramona Grigg.

Reflections on life, afterlife, and the reality of the dark, dark passage. “Nothing in my life will be erased after I die.” Photo by the author. To most of you out there, I’m old. I’m so old, odds are I’ll probably die soon. You can think on that for a few seconds and move on — easy for you — but me, I’m...
Our Best of the Net nominations, 2020.

Our Best of the Net nominations, 2020.

We give thanks for good work in a difficult time. Image: Jefferson Davis statue on Monument Avenue in Richmond, Virginia. Photograph by Gregory Weatherford. We at Broad Street are proud of everything we publish, and we wish we could nominate all of it for every award out there. Alas, we can choose only a handful....
“Screaming at the Brooklyn Bridge,” a poem by Mari Pack.

“Screaming at the Brooklyn Bridge,” a poem by Mari Pack.

Nobody wants to live with a corpse … Screaming at the Brooklyn Bridge After Robert Lowell’s “Waking in the Blue” * I weigh one hundred and five pounds after my New York breakfast of vanilla Soylent, all I can keep down these days, thanks to the anti-depressant. I swallow it, beige smoothie, every four to six hours....