Tag Archives: healing

yahrtzeit for galina

your quizzical smile eyes cocked, waiting you say nothing, save ‘why?‘ and they pour out their secrets and you — you collect them and you do them justice but that’s just our business— that’s just our business your fingertips arranging … Continue reading

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another kiddish for our kaddish

Mira, your writing and thinking and worldview blow me away on a regular, delightful basis. This is me saying in front of God and everybody what an honor it is to be your collaborator. Continue reading

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daily kaddish: after kiddush

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A kiddush for our kaddish. A kiddush for the best collaborator a kaddish-player could possibly have. Continue reading

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this is going to end badly, she said

Malkah woke up, and she was healed of her despair. Her body felt light, like it could just float up into the ether — except for the fact that she already resided there to begin with. Her spirit was lighter … Continue reading

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a kaddish for miss pants

Candy Pants was my dad’s hunting dog, retired to California, endured four dogs’ worth of veterinary crises, and healed me—not exactly in that order. Continue reading

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