Ode
Marsha Glickman
Ode
Mixed Media
Growing up, we had a neighbor who was in a bad marriage; trapped. I heard the word “divorced” for the first time. Mrs. E. had 5 children, kept her jewels in a locked cedar closet, and had a large chandelier in the dining room where she sat and pasted S&H green stamps into books. I liked to help her. This is her story.