The boy soldiers are eating protein bars made of sugar mostly and singing Hatikvah with the passion of brainwashed memorization....
When I was a child, they
taught me the words of
the Kedushah and I
swore I could hear the
angels catapulting into
creation right there before
me.
Having a son with disabilities changed my whole perception of motherhood.
I would never try to convince you,
The majesty of the birds
Is not manmade.
I await inside the storm,
Relishing the tidings
That will come.
I close my eyes so I can’t see
the small space that feels like
a coffin.
A new piano brings back old memories of a childhood in Moscow.
