In a dream, Moses confessesto me that “Everything God saysis a lie,” to which God respondsthrough a porthole of lightin the clouds, “What he says is true.”The paradox thrashes like a flightlessbird in my mouth.All…
Browsing Category Poetry
The Whole Mishpocha
The kippah clipped to my hairnags like a tag. I don’t come to daven or lean into the ligature of lamedlike a shepherd’s crook,or wrap myself in the birthday-cake blue and white of communal tallit. I don’t…
My Mother in Menopause
Her skin seeps like soup.It’s not a perfect Revlon match,Oils jumping toward the waiterFor a glass of water and the entréeHasn’t even arrived to save her.Do you remember your mum’sFirst sweat at fifty, like a…
“Reproductive Doctor” and “The Sperm of God”
Reproductive Doctor Enclosed in each prescribing mouth is an eternal fire of authority. Patients must wear protective clothing and well-insulated masks against the sparks. It is difficult to fit inside the suit because the body…