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 | Feb 18, 2026 | Abbe's Ruminations
Abbe’s Ruminations February 2026 A shift in awareness Perhaps that is why I’m struggling with a story inside me that refuses to come out. Instead of writing from a full point of view, I only have the remnants of feelings. I no longer have the smells, the...
by Abbe Rolnick | May 8, 2025 | Abbe's Notes
Holding HandsDeals have been made with the shaking of a hand.Honor kept by the touching of skin on skin,Eye meeting eyes.A promise valued from a worthy history.When walking hand in handThe offer signals a willingness to trust.A promise to share, give, and...
