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Covid Living: Fall 2020 by Paula Fung Little House on the Prairie was my favorite TV show when I was a kid. I absorbed the lessons, intentional or not, of community, faith, marriage, sibling rivalry, and what you might have to do if you had a raging infection in the…

I started this essay last September with a strong feeling that after eighteen years, it was time to put these stories — my story — into words. In the context of Covid-19, our relationship with New York City and the definition of tragedy is changing once again. I decided not…

by Amy Vijayanagar For 3 days she had amassed and arranged Grass and twigs and mud Into an elaborate life-giving lattice Atop the porch lamp cozy The way nature in threes Calculated triangulations, pieces bending though balanced Three hundred fibers woven just so The Mama Robin knows What matters, solid…

With little understanding of the boundaries between culture, religion and playing dress-up, my youngest child Ian seemed to grasp at a young age that we were a religious blank slate of a family. Not entirely, as I was raised vaguely Christian with a healthy thread of agnosticism. My husband Rich…

by Aviva Kamandar Veggie bags, scaly hands, itchy faces, and fear Last week driving through town, it looked a lot like 7am on Thanksgiving, the roads eerily quiet and empty until arriving at the jam-packed supermarket parking lot. Along the way, I start to notice some tightness around my chest, slight…

by Kristin Jautz There is a massive pile of fabric on my dining room table. A kind of pale teal, with hugging panda bears and little cupids shooting arrows with hearts; cheesy and still somehow cute, the type you imagine would be turned into scrubs for nurses in children’s hospitals…

by Audrey Fung “Hi, my name is Covid.” I said, sweat dripping down my body. “Hi Covid.” They said back at me in unison. I smile nervously, but proudly, and say, “Today, I am 100 years sober.” They all clap, and I sit back down. The virus sitting next to…