Meet Me Where You Left Me

Watching the news one night, my husband raised the feminist flag. Four women awkwardly crossed their bare legs on the couch. One man, his legs spread wide to accommodate his shrinking masculinity, sat in the center. On our side of the screen, my husband squirmed and called it out. And I rolled my eyes. We … Continue reading Meet Me Where You Left Me

13 Years

We stand under the canopy separated by the discomfort we feel at the display. You are wearing the uniform of a team you don't really play for. Your hair is cut according to someone else's taste. Even your shoes are a stranger's style. I am in white for the first time in my life. My … Continue reading 13 Years

The Only Squeeze Hug I Can Manage

Hey Sis...this one's for you... This one's for the times we couldn't stop laughing... Inside out kisses and shoulder blades... Djoghurt and Stonehenge... And that toot guy. This one's for Friday nights... People watching in the park... And Super Hatzlacha. This one's for the times we forgot to say I love you... And the times … Continue reading The Only Squeeze Hug I Can Manage

For You

I could do what you asked and write you a letter with all the things I've ever said to help you on your journey…but then it would just be another time I told you so…and I don't want to tell you so anymore. Instead, I'm going to put this out here…where it might not get … Continue reading For You

If I Could

If I could…I would tell you. I would tell you how hard it is for me to watch you drown. I would tell you how hard it is for me to keep my distance. I would tell you how hard it is for me to know this might not be it. If I could…I would … Continue reading If I Could