Home in the Time of Quarantine

By Katie Goldblatt Home, for me, is nestled deep in Long Island suburbia. Here, the streets do not have sidewalks. There are no block parties or neighborhood cookouts; and for the most part, every person keeps to themselves and their families. Of course, when someone new moves in, people introduce themselves, but that is about …

Fuel: a Poem

By: Katie Goldblatt I am a fighter. In the ring, the crowd marvels at me. The underdog, the shell of steel who manages to win the battles, although she’s never the favorite. They ask, up in the stands, with their microphones and camera flashes shoved in my face: “Where’d you get the spunk, young girl, …