by Abbe Rolnick | Jun 4, 2026 | Abbe's Notes
My Childhood Comfort FoodA bowl of spaghettiButtered, no cheese or red sauce.Challah, bread of braids, Torn by my greedy hunger.Consumed with gusto,And if I was patient, sliced and toasted.Apple pie with more crust than filling,I tended toward starch, crunch Leaving...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 28, 2026 | Abbe's Notes
Caught in a Storm– North, South, East, WestBaltimore snow drifts, high enough to Swallow a five-year-old.Lost in white I had to fight.Biscayne BayCrossing the Causeway,A twirl of windBlackened in tornado gusts.A sixteen-year-oldShaking in trust.Puerto Rican...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 14, 2026 | Abbe's Notes
A Criminal sleeps? I pass the man curled on a bench.His one leg bent touching the ground.A plastic bag acts as his blanket.I see his chest rise and fallBreathing the air.I walk with his despairTo swim in my privileged life.All this before the sunrises.He is gone on my...
by Abbe Rolnick | Apr 30, 2026 | Abbe's Notes
A ReminderThe more you dwell in a well of spirals,the repetition of actions,the threads of fears, rejections,the threads envelop you in webholding tight.Let your mind resideIn the quiet acknowledgement of discomfortMake the matter shrink.Take the sting...
by Abbe Rolnick | Apr 23, 2026 | Abbe's Notes
Tween – between yearsI’m between yearsTime to be seen yearsChange yearsMeaning and introspection yearsWith less years in front of meI find my adolescenceAn elderWith essence.Not to be confused with the teenage years I’d love to hear your thoughts on these...
