The Sadness Effect

“If I ever become a real artist I’ll make a series of sketches called Sad People. All kinds of people - age, ethnicity, culture - will be represented with the common denominator being a sadness that jumps out at you. Then I’ll have a gallery and people will come…it’ll be like a sad room…a place … Continue reading The Sadness Effect

Instead

I don't know what is churning, twisting and pulling inside me. I don't know why I feel a NEED. I don't know how to name it, claim it...own it. I don't know where to turn to release it. But I know that I don't want whatever it is. Because it makes me feel not good … Continue reading Instead

Heartbreaker

"IMMA!!! My lev (heart) is hurting!  Imma'le!  My feelings!" She runs up the stairs, away from her best friend who had just ripped her heart apart.  I race up after her.  She is curled outside our door, tears streaming down her face from her swollen eyes. My brave little girl looks up at me.  Her … Continue reading Heartbreaker

That’s Me In The Corner

I clutch the bar of the stroller and rock it back and forth, even though the baby is scampering about the room.  The movement keeps my shaking hands hidden from view.  I feel the tension in my shoulders and neck.  The room begins to go out of focus.  There is a roar in my ear.  … Continue reading That’s Me In The Corner

Losing Words

I reach over to feel the cup.  The coffee has cooled down enough for Tzila to drink. "Would you like your coffee now?" She nods and opens her mouth slightly.  I lift the cup to her lips carefully.  A bit spills over her mouth and onto her apron.  I give her a napkin.  Her hands … Continue reading Losing Words