Amber Wozniak is, above all things, an eldest child. She has an English writing degree from Seton Hall University and currently works as a healthcare program manager and editor. Her time outside of work is devoted to her true loves: her daughter, literature, and...
I thought I’d be happier to step onto American soil. It was home, after all. I thought it would be comforting or reassuring or something. I thought it would feel like home. But looking at the giant ass American flag across from the escalator came with an emotion I...
“… to the children of our country, regardless of your gender, our country has sent you a clear message: Dream with ambition, lead with conviction, and see yourselves in a way that others may not, simply because they’ve never seen it before…” ...
There have been many over the years; wives and girlfriends of my two valiant sons—beautiful and brilliant women—flamboyant artists, radical feminists, women with complicated tattoos over entire parts of their bodies, women who wrote postmodern poetry or carried...
My body of skin holds the story of my life. Skin holds memory the way the Earth harbors fossils. A touch becomes permanent. The day when I was six years old, walking home from school and recalling the nun had told us we could pray anytime, anywhere. I stopped and...
Greek-style chicken thighs with bruschetta. Italian steaks and panzanella. Seared tilapia and pickled pepper relish. Menu choices at a trendy, highly-ranked restaurant? No. The final challenge recipes of a reality cooking television show? No. On the contrary, they’re...
