Chavruta
Beloved, tonight we gloss our mouths in Aramaic, wet palates glossed with sugya…
marriageA collection of 5 posts
My Guilty Pleasures
I clear the drain before it clogs, snip stray strands from your clothes when you aren’t here. I check the tin of tea you forgot, gather the curls your…
One and Only
We promised to share the weight, so I carried the groceries and the grief. I took your name, and the calls, and the questions no parent should have to answer.…
Someone Worth Surviving For
You’re not going to be ready. Not when it happens— not when he arrives, not when you hold the test in your shaking hand, thinking you did everything right,…
Our Fragile Threads
The house sighs heavy now— its walls no longer know how to hold us. Our photographs sit like ghosts on the mantel, cold witnesses to what we were before the edges of our lives frayed, before we forgot how to reach for each other.…