ByEmily Ruth Verona

Emily Ruth Verona received her Bachelor of Arts in Creative Writing and Cinema Studies from the State University of New York at Purchase. She lives in New Jersey.

  1. When my mother was thirty-nine, her parents sat her down. It's difficult for me to imagine her being seated like a child before her parents on a sunny afternoon, shifting uncertainly on an old sofa. Waiting, wondering; having not a clue what it was all about, not knowing how her concept of her history was about to experience irrevocable change. My mother (who morally objects to the term 'mother' and adamantly prefers "Mom") is a…