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“To put my face here is one thing. To put my words — my writing, my thoughts — well, that’s quite another. That’s the soul.”
A Thursday in November
On a Thursday in November I reach into my box of winter clothes dig around for goldand find my favorite top – teal blue and rust, white swirls like waves I slip it over my head And stand in the mirror Ready to shop for Shabbos, go to an appointment, get the kugel recipe from my friend There.Right there. Still thereAlmost imperceptible in the busy swirlsis the tiny blue ribbonright over my heart I press ...
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My Heart Soars East
Almost every day after school, I walk home down Tony Avenue. It is not the fastest way, but with all the big, leafy trees, it’s the prettiest. And quietest. Today, like most June afternoons in the Valley, it’s crazy hot. But under the trees, it’s fine, more than fine; I wish my house was further away, because I have so much to say. I’m not sure how this became a thing, but something about Arlene ...
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Igniting Soul in the Night
At 2 a.m. on a winter night, I stand in my dim kitchen and turn on the electric hot water kettle. At once, I’m hypnotized by the blue light emanating from the pot. The bubbles form, slowly beginning to rise, then dance along the edges. They tremble until the button pops, leaving behind something that has been transformed. The heat has done its job. I pour the water into my mug, drop in the tea ...
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