Lenore Weiss

Norma was my other friend who became my best friend. We met on the first day of second grade. I was nervous, sitting at my desk listening to Mrs. Hershkovitz,

My mother took it as a personal insult that she had a sickly child. How could she have a daughter whom you could blow over with a single breath? She

During my father’s stay in the hospital, my mother was diagnosed with an advanced cancer. A year after his death, my sister called from Florida, this time to say that

We made an emergency appointment at the Long Island Jewish Hospital with a doctor that my oldest sister knew. I had an abscess that was about to burst due to

The sick monster living inside my stomach sat down with me to dinner. I could hear the sick monster rumbling, hoarding my food in a secret stomach pouch under my

Gradually my explorations fanned out to Southern Boulevard and to the Hunts Point Palace, which in its heyday hosted bands from all over the city, but was now a dance