The Courtyard
Clara and Cosimo finally reached Via Plebiscito number 80, the intersecting street name…
Nonfiction
Casa
It’s 1964, Montreal. And a photograph shows me taking my first steps in my…
The Elegant Complexity of Oranges
“Did you like Toronto when you first arrived here?” “Never,” she replies in her…
An Apple a Day
I remember as if it were yesterday, when I would stop in to see Mom and Dad after work.…
Nonno Luigi’s Garage
How do you pass the time when you are under Covid lockdown during a bone-chilling winter…
Homesick
I am four. It is my birthday and there is a Sesame Street themed cake, a pile of…
More
More than the greatest love the world has known This is the love that I give to you alone…
Antonietta’s Garden
During this extraordinary and unsettling time, I have found my mind wandering to the…
Clump
There is more drama in plant life than meets the eye. For as long as I can remember, the…
Letting Go of the People in My Head
When I was completing the sixth volume of a series I set in a fictional village in…