Du bist as Nazi, du bist a Nazi! I turn in horror. He's a little boy. Maybe four years old. His blonde hair curls at his ears...his blue eyes sparkle with the sort of mischief I should expect from a little boy at the park with his friends without supervision. And the other boy...three years … Continue reading Du Bist A Nazi
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A Giant Falls
When a giant... ...comes crashing down... ...from heights unknown to man... ...it is only natural... ...that some... ...will try to climb... ...his fallen frame... ...and proclaim... ...something... ...or other. I only wish... ...I was strong enough... ...to move a mountain... ...to reveal... ...the crater... ...formed... ...when the giant fell.
Living Israel
“So where are you moving to?” she asked. “Moshav Zanoach” I said, desperately trying to pry a stick out of my son’s grasp. I was too caught up in parenting to notice her reaction. She kept quiet for a bit. “Hmm” she finally said, and I turned because I could hear her eyebrows raise and … Continue reading Living Israel
These Three Weeks
The fires crackle again…it’s that time of year… The fields rustle…and gently sway…as the flames leap closer… Towards dried stalks of wheat and barley…an offering… Burning…burning…burning… Where are you? Shouts the snaking river of heat… Searching…for something more…something real…to consume… And the walls…surrounding her…hiding the pain…in the name of salvation…almost ready to fall… They will … Continue reading These Three Weeks
When Terrorists Die
On December 1, 2001, my husband stood on an unfamiliar street in the heart of an unfamiliar country. He had just turned eighteen and his life was shit. He just wanted a little something to numb the pain. This was the place to be, he was told. Here was the action. By day, a bustling … Continue reading When Terrorists Die
Colloquially Speaking 