Words Unspoken
I want to look into those eyes and say: I know your pain, I know it well
Windows
It’s another thing that was trodden upon by the foxes who roamed the desolation of the Har Habayis — the ability to look at the other and see the image of God
LifeTakes
You are there when I’m asked how many children I have, and I hesitate before I answer
Musings
Babi was out. Grandma was also out. Bubby for sure was out. Bubby was the stuff of tales from the alte heim