“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...
“Birth, School, Work, Death”: Contents & Contributors for Summer/Fall 2019.
We present our Summer/Fall 2019 issue–“Birth, School, Work, Death” … Four phases of life, with the beauty in the details. If you wish, you can go to the Table of Contents and Contributors’ Notes on Medium here: Contents. All of our features are published there, too. Here’s what you’ll find in this issue … All...
“At Death’s Door,” an essay by Margie Patlak.
Looking back and clinging to life. “But I just don’t feel old! I’m not ready to die.” I was going to die. I had a brain tumor; it had grown back, I could feel it boring down into the roof of my mouth, and now I was going to die. I couldn’t accept it, couldn’t...
“After the Wake, Gramma Ruth Communes with Her Beloved,” a poem by Ellen Kombiyil.
“It didn’t flare like tissue or burn to ash but hovered many minutes …” To enjoy this feature as a broadside, drag the image to your desktop … or scroll down to read the poem in plain text. After the Wake, Gramma Ruth Communes with Her Beloved 1. “There in a jar, emptied of buttons — mama put a...
“Losing Babies,” a poem by Margaret Rogal.
“… girls in their angel boxes, she and she and she …” To enjoy this feature as a broadside, drag the image to your desktop … or scroll down to read it in plain text. Losing Babies for Laura and Adam – Soft as buttermilk, smooth butterball, bright as lemon yellow button, angel cake,...
