by Ihor Pidhainy Bread and potatoes, Add a dollop of cream, A cabbage, a beat, a carrot, And the occasional cutlet or chicken, And you have your diet Foolproof for centuries Unless a famine strikes, Your neighbor steals your grain, And other crops are siphoned off. Your children and parents thin out And die, and you hobble along Until your neighbor…
by Perle Besserman First: What I love most about writing is being visited by characters who invite themselves onto the stage of my mind (or heart, or imagination, or dream life, or whatever you choose to call that place that is no actual “place” but is more real than the…
