The world knows about the songs she wrote. I know about the poems and heartfelt musings she keeps together with some sketches in the back of the file cabinet in the section marked “misc.”. Most of them are from when she was in high school. The words are fading and it’s hard to make out … Continue reading I Write the Songs that Make the Whole World Sing…
Category: Parenting and Family
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
Six Years
It’s been…six years…filled with love…joy…happiness…hardships…and longing…for you. My happily-ever-after…standing before the lights…watching the flames dance…to the beat of the perfect little life inside me…died with the last lick of fire…and left a hole…where you used to be. The day you broke away approaches… I am not ready…to face the dark memories…the images of you…slipping into … Continue reading Six Years
Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel…
When I was in kindergarten I colored a dreidel. To me, it was just another shape outlined in thick black ink that I was meant to color in with whatever crayons I chose. To my teacher, who happened to be an artist, it was amazing. My mother worked in the school so the teacher ran … Continue reading Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel…
On Being Met
"But now the days are short...I'm in the autumn of the year..." Autumn? Imma why did he say he's in autumn? Well, he means that he's getting old. Oh. He's going to be met soon? I guess that's what he meant. Someone is going to kill him? No no - people die after they live … Continue reading On Being Met
Colloquially Speaking 