All a Whirlwind
It is all a whirlwind; a life constructed in little vignettes, little parables that pass…
Nonfiction
Crossing Cultures
We’re waiting to catch a train to Venice, four of us: my husband and I, our son and…
The Anthropology of Fire
“Since the house is on fire, let us warm ourselves.” (Italian proverb) Monday,…
Italy in Lockdown
I walked the beach where Mario Ruoppolo recorded metaphors for Neruda. I put my feet in…
Pressing Wine and Dancing the Tarantella
Wine always reminds me of my grandfather. I can’t remember the first time I tasted…
Forever Home
I was standing outside the Palermo airport with my brother and sister, soaking in the…
Being or Becoming: Who Am I, Really?
As I sit to write this piece, I am hit by a cosmic, albeit familiar, question: Who am I,…
Where One Hears a Noise Like This
When nonno Carmine Fortunato’s family stopped hearing from him, they thought what…
Hello to Our Friends, If There Are Any Left
The following account is a creative nonfiction short story inspired by an old box that…
Uprising on the Nile
Inspired by the popular uprising which began in Tunisia in December 2010, the people of…