Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
I was in my friend Bracha’s backyard, celebrating the end of preschool by making tree-hangings out of scratched CDs (to scare away birds) while her mom listened to NPR from a portable radio. I heard an unfamiliar word and instantly asked her what it was, excited to add another to Read more
She hangs Baskets by birdcages Flowers, a shovel, paper weights On loose newspapers that flutter In the wind—a bearing, A stone garden for zen. Wing clippings. I heard She had a backstreet abortion Once she crossed the law— She knows no-more-wire-hangers Better than I do, I imagine The Swinging Sixties Read more
Unless we are divinely called to monastic life, most of us don’t thrive in isolation. Even we introverts have our limits. Besides, it’s one thing to choose seclusion and determine for ourselves when we want to hole up alone and for how long. It’s quite another to have confinement thrust Read more
Emotion so vibrant its colors laugh. Passionate whispers carry through the wind only to shudder instead on leaves with anticipation. The night falls silent and stars hold their breath. Broken dreams gather on the dark side of the moon. Standing still, Time holds its breath waiting while I trace the Read more
I am distant memory rising. Earthworm aerating compost in your dreams. A tunnel, torchlit. The way out, or in. The hand you squeeze for comfort. The hand that slaps your face. Your relentless race, never-ending chase. A glass of ice water in Arizona in July. I am not a lie. Read more
Evening afoot she waits at the stop. Mind elsewhere, on her day, or merely tired, distant. Boarding the empty bus, relieved for warmth, quiet. Town’s edge – but what is happening? Where are you going? She demands, nearly screaming now, You should have turned back there! The bus lurches down Read more
