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Grieving (and celebrating) Marylen Grigas.

Grieving (and celebrating) Marylen Grigas.

We’re sad to say that one of our favorite poets, Marylen Grigas, passed away on February 14.  She had lung cancer when we discovered her, and we rushed her poems to the website–with wonderful line drawings by her niece, Riley McAlpine-Berthold.  Take some time to read her poems now, and her Truth Teller Spotlight, in...
Share this Poem:  "Night Mending," by Marylen Grigas

Share this Poem: “Night Mending,” by Marylen Grigas

    BROAD STREET presents another in Marylen Grigas’s exquisite series of poems about loss, love, illness, and putting it all together again–elegantly illustrated by Riley McAlpine-Barthold.  Click above to see the poem in a printer-friendly, larger-font version, or scroll down past the bylines for plain text. Here’s to stitching up all our sorrows and making...
Truth Teller Spotlight:  Marylen Grigas

Truth Teller Spotlight: Marylen Grigas

  A few words on the series BROAD STREET is publishing in fall 2016 … Some of the poems in this series refer to my experiences since being diagnosed with lung cancer three years ago. Even though the time since has been far from easy, there have been many joyful and humorous moments. “Home Security” and...
Share This Poem:  "Package,"  by Marylen Grigas

Share This Poem: “Package,” by Marylen Grigas

“Sad-sad wrapped in anxious-anxious, wrapped in a slew of questions …”     Share the next installment in Marylen Grigas’s new poetry series, illustrated by Riley McAlpine-Barthold.  These elegant poems map the boundaries of home, body, illness, and love, boundaries also eloquently evoked in the line drawings.     Package   Sad-sad wrapped in anxious-anxious, wrapped in...
From Our Pages: "My Little Pony," a memoir by Tama Janowitz.

From Our Pages: “My Little Pony,” a memoir by Tama Janowitz.

“I didn’t know what that good life was going to be but I figured it would probably not include a kitchen where the food had expiration dates from three years earlier and when you opened the box moths flew out. . . .”   Go ahead if you want to–start reading the complete text of...