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The Color Red

My brother’s hair glows, reddish, in the starlight. "And then we can use-” His voice rises, and my mother leans forward. Her shoulders, her neck, her head - they all strain toward him, toward the vision roaring in his eyes.... Continue Reading →

The Curse of Sameness

I was born into a world that finished happening before me. "We chose wrong," my parents told me. "We sinned, and we were exiled. This is our world now." They lamented that other place they lost. They held on to... Continue Reading →

Maternity Leave

Here on the couch, I sit, no, I slouch, with my son on my shoulder and my tax returns folder, and a book, and another, (I don't know why I bother, I'll have to reread them when I won't have... Continue Reading →

Boston Bound

When the pomegranates bloom, I think of my grandmother. "Did the pomegranates blossom yet," she used to ask me in those long afternoons on her veranda. "Are there fruits on the trees? What did you see today? what did you... Continue Reading →

Narcissus’ Facebook account

Narcissus didn't fall in love with a reflection. He fell in love with his Facebook account. But he did lose himself in his beloved, and if we're not careful, it can happen to us too.

Joining the Exodus

Four years ago, my father celebrated his Bar Mitzvah. He was 65-year-old at the time, well above the traditional 13, but growing up in  the USSR wasn't exactly conducive to religious celebrations. My father didn't even celebrate the Jewish holidays... Continue Reading →

Yesterday’s comfort zone

Last week's battlegrounds became yesterday's comfort zone, and yesterday's comfort zone can be a prison in disguise.

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