Olive Oil by Rafaella Del Bourgo

Olive Oil (for my Sephardic grandmother) by Rafaella Del Bourgo I remember eyes like sapphires, dark moles in the folds of her neck, her bosom, skillfully imprisoned in linen. Olive oil must be deep green and pungent to evoke other memories, sautéed fava beans, roasted chicken, rice blushing with tomato and raisins plump with steam.Continue reading “Olive Oil by Rafaella Del Bourgo”

Leaving Algeciras in 1971 by Diane Kendig

Leaving Algeciras in 1971 by Diane Kendig “Africa, a whole new world.” —Philip Levine We could catch a boat from there to Ceuta for seventy-five cents, we said to each other in the school lobby in Segovia, we could go to Africa for less than a dollar, once we got to Algeciras. I had onlyContinue reading “Leaving Algeciras in 1971 by Diane Kendig”