Forgetfulness, or: Oblivion

Poetry Partners #19 'Forgetfulness', a poem by bodypositivefemme of 'Ann_Within' I dropped what does not swim In a bottle a boat The note from start A thought to keep A piece of body felt, the part I ripped From the person you once loved It could not forgive Or erase the touch of life And… Continue reading Forgetfulness, or: Oblivion

Home, or: Comfort food

A Kwansaba 'Ah-khi (my brother),' says the falafel vendor in Israel, 'hakol b'seder (all is okay).' I'm adamant. Again, I stick the card into the slot at the reader's bottom, but it still doesn't work. I'm ashamed. 'Ah-khi,' he repeats, 'You can pay another time.' What is a falafel between brothers? Kwansaba? The primary defining… Continue reading Home, or: Comfort food

I am a poem, or: A poet

Poetry Partners #10 'I am a poem', by Chris Reilley of 'Christopher Reilley Poems' I am a poem. I am more than a collection of random words. I am much more than meter and rhyme. I was wrestled from magic, fixed into place, and spun like candy floss into being. If I can live one… Continue reading I am a poem, or: A poet

Thanksgiving in Israel for me

When I lived in the USA, I would always celebrate Thanksgiving at home; I enjoyed the traditional holiday foods and the family time. Also, Thanksgiving happens to be a very, very convenient holiday for Jews in the USA who observe the Sabbath (which begins at sunset on Friday) because Thanksgiving is always on Thursday. Therefore,… Continue reading Thanksgiving in Israel for me

Both a part and apart

Jewish skullcaps Male Orthodox Jews usually wear skullcaps called kippot (singular: kippah) while they are awake, both outdoors and indoors. I've even met some who wear head coverings while they sleep at night, although this is definitely beyond the norms of mainstream modern halakhah (religious law) and Jewish culture. In fact, it's quite interesting that… Continue reading Both a part and apart

My poem ‘Half a dozen of the other, or: Jew’ published on MasticadoresIndia

The lovely Terveen Gill, editor of MasticadoresIndia, has published my poem titled 'Half a dozen of the other, or: Jew' in this esteemed publication. I am very thankful to Terveen for her kind support of my writing and wish her and the magazine the greatest success with their exciting new project. Please go to MasticadoresIndia… Continue reading My poem ‘Half a dozen of the other, or: Jew’ published on MasticadoresIndia

Two truths, and/or: A lie

Sevenling (Have you heard of) Have you heard of 'Two Truths & a Lie'? Let's give it a go: My only sibling is 20 years younger than I; I have lots of gray hairs; I never wear shoes. Fun, right? Let's go again: I'd never intended to make my home in Israel; Israel's existence is… Continue reading Two truths, and/or: A lie

Jews, or: Tattoos

A triolet Had I not been born a Jew ~ Prob'ly wouldn't have become one. P'raps I'd have gotten some tattoo,[1] Had I not been born a Jew... Or... more than one! P'raps a few... Though... hard to get tat ink undone... Had I not been born a Jew ~ Prob'ly wouldn't have become one.… Continue reading Jews, or: Tattoos