cacophony
Today the silence is so loud I can barely think. It crashes and echoes in my head, booming with furious empty noise. Circling around and around into infinity like a screensaver behind my eyes, hypnotizing, maddening. It hangs over me, a heavy white cloak, ominous with nothing. Thick and sticky with humidity, pressing on my … Continue reading
patches for a quilt
For the first time I heard my mother admit that the Jewish beliefs she has fiercely pushed down for years and years are now fighting to come back up. She misses the traditions, she says. As do I, I tell her. And also for the first time I learned the progression of those beliefs and … Continue reading
Black and Sun 