Poem of the Week, by Maria Mazziotti Gillan
Neither my friend nor I had been to a high school reunion in many years –in my case, decades–and we were both nervous. The years we had spent growing up together in upstate New York seemed far away, and we hadn’t kept in touch with many classmates. So we met early, at the bar in … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Maria Mazziotti Gillan