For me, the center of my house was the kitchen. At first our kitchen was this dreadful afterthought of a growth hung onto the side
There is a pot on the stove, steam rising. A dry smell emits itself and the children ask, “What’s for dinner?” Potatoes and Chicken. Potatoes
Where I am from (I really wish I had more photos–working on it) I am from the Hackensack River and its tributary, the creek which
Letter to my younger self Dear very young Danielle, Have fun and smile just as much as you used to but don’t be such a
The names have been changed to protect the innocent. My friendship was with a girl named Cindy. She was my neighbor through the woods, back
When we were teens in New Jersey, summers were highlighted by going to the beach or “down the shore”. This is the very same shore
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