Elana Rothberg

Elana Rothberg

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Tuesday, May 24, 2022
Wednesday, March 14, 2018
But in the muted, mint-green corridors, I learned how very fallible the body is, how little we can trust it. We humans are always at its mercy
Wednesday, February 14, 2018
I see it in the drunk boys, the girls with caked-on makeup, both desperate for attention, searching, wondering, yearning for something they themselves are unsure of
Wednesday, February 07, 2018
“Show me your pass.” She’s brimming with authority, inflated as a helium balloon. I stutter, the words stuck in my throat like marbles
Wednesday, January 31, 2018
I can sense she’s enamored of our kollel lifestyle, about the simplicity, about the inner happiness that radiates from our home. So perhaps I should disillusion her
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
The phone call, from the most popular boy in kindergarten, asking for a playdate with my son, brought back all the m ...
Wednesday, August 02, 2017
That knowledge, that fear, is paralyzing, and is buried so deep I don’t often let myself stare it in the face
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
It is hard to imagine our elderly Bobby any way other than the way we see her: an old, opinionated, somewhat stern, ...
Thursday, June 01, 2017
Her presence bespeaks poise and confidence, yet I wonder how much is a farce, and how much is pure, unadulterated bitac ...
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
He’s seen too many kallos over the years to think everything is picture-perfect; often, the smiles waver, revealing turbulenc ...