Calligraphy
She doesn’t know Mo very well if she thinks he’s going to get his hands dirty with some Ikea furniture. He wouldn't even build our own furniture
Calligraphy
“Mommy’s fine. She’s turning ninety-two soon, she went through a lot in her life, She’s entitled to forget things every now and then”
Calligraphy
“They had just gotten married. Their relationship was just developing. If they lost the house it would be embedded in their marriage DNA forever. We had to help”
Calligraphy
Did Nechemiah learn there? Was it a yeshivah? He spent a lot of time there, and she knew he was learning chassidus (“mindblowing stuff,” he liked to tell them)
Calligraphy
Around her the kids are screaming, but Dena can hear something else. The hiss of onions maybe, an angry hiss, like they’re charring
Calligraphy
I want a detailed and unfiltered report. I wanted it so badly. I wanted to discover what it was about me that made my days just an endless chain of same, of boring predictability, ...
Calligraphy
“But this was always the plan. We were only ever foster parents to Josh. My sister never wanted to give him up for good”
Editor's Letter
You struggle and toil and build, and then it all comes down, but perhaps that’s the point. Perhaps the glory is in the effort, not the result
A Gift Passed Along
He was my principal; he was also my ally and my cheerleader and one of the only people who took an odd little girl, dreamy but fierce, and tended to her
The Moment
Closed in by corona, Rav Aharon Teitelbaum of Satmar still leads his flock
A Gift Passed Along
I found out that fiction can transport, uplift, and connect you to something bigger then yourself
Why I Do What I Do
“Come and join us!” he shouted. “We need you. Help us bring these remains to a Jewish burial!”
A Promise Kept
Sometime during that awful era, I began fiddling around on the piano
A Gift Passed Along
As I conjure that precious, long-ago image, one word wells up within me. Just one word: Dignity
