Not mine
There are thoughts a person has that perhaps they should never say out loud, and this morning I had one. I saw the headline and before I knew anything else… […]
The Wrong Side of Marcy
The city was all glass today. Not just the buildings… the language too. Clean, efficient, sharp at the edges. Everything moved quickly, landed precisely, and then moved on. Tachlis. That […]
I Know This Place
Two headlines in less than a day. I read the first one sitting in my kitchen, coffee going cold while I scrolled back up to the top of the article […]
Hi
Two glasses of wine, maybe three tonight. Not four. It’s not that time of year yet. I’m sitting in a conference room downtown, high enough up that everything looks smaller […]
Am Yisrael
Every so often, if I share with someone that I was raised Jewish (never chassidish – that’s not something I share openly anymore) people ask me to translate things. Not […]
Sweet Sixteen
Sixteen. In the so-called normal world it arrives with balloons and candles, a number wrapped in glitter. Sweet sixteen. A girl standing at the edge of herself, everyone excited as […]
A New York Minute
Six years is a long time not to walk a city that once held whole versions of you. New York didn’t look different when I arrived this week… not really. […]
13
WordPress’ notification bell told me that it was thirteen years ago today that I started this account. I’m not sure I have much to celebrate in terms of content; I’ve […]
Why Now
It’s been an exceptionally long time since I wrote anything down as “C”. I put her in a dark area of the closet, shuffling further and further to the back […]
Galus
Sixteen years. It sounds like a long time, but grief doesn’t keep track. It sits where you left it, patient, unaging, pouncing at times you don’t want or need it […]
My Derech, On and Off 