Ascertaining the purpose of the personal dimensions of space — It was called “The Library”. It was a small upstairs bar with no windows but brightly lit like a friendlier version of a would-be cigar lounge for men if it weren’t for the allover more golden-colored wood-paneling and airy spaces with no obvious nooks for private men-talk. …

My idealism railing against a young girl’s upbringing in a foreign country — She said that she didn’t ever want to be pregnant because she concluded that having children must be a nuisance, and there was this particular term that she used to announce this in her native language that further translates into ‘inconvenience’. She said that her mother told her that there…

Hindsight from 2020 and its forced re-examination of my national identity — The rite of passage for any American-born teen growing up schooled of the abomination of the Holocaust, significantly influenced by the celebrity and cultural trendsetters propagated in music, TV, and cinema of the 80’s and 90’s, besides the eccentricities of family and parental naturalization, was my already assumed privileged struggle…

An Independence Day 2021 Reflection — Sadly, you and I don’t have real freedom. My political scientist friend would be amused at our expense, as the term ‘freedom’ is an oxymoron. The freedom that most people aspire to have is in fact limited as well as difficult to ultimately perfect as it is inconsistent and bounded…

And we could use more of the human touch — This was the article I read the day it came out last month: “I’m 70 and so full of regret about my husband and career”. And I was perturbed about it. …

For The Poetry Archive Now! WordView 2022 Entry The inspiration for this poem was born from last year’s (2022) surprising overturn of Roe v. Wade in the U.S. While many women of past and present have battled incessantly for better pay, more equal rights, and just acknowledgment of their worth…

‘“I mean, duh,” the pupil smiles back.’ — “Let’s brainstorm and think of some ideas for your story.” An uncomfortable silence ensues while suggestions are made on the board. Meanwhile, after a sheepish smile, the pupil confesses wanting to ask ‘someone’ online instead, whom they’ve asked before and felt they were like ‘a good friend’. “Who?” I ask…

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#FromOneLine №118 — was the passé phone days so bad? — So unless you’re grannie or grandpa, no one calls anymore? But it was the way we kept up a full conversation with just a single person at a time with our undivided attention. It also forced you to plan the call as it wasn’t mobile then. Now, too many social…