Closets of My Mind   I have closets in my mind That hold secrets: Things I wasn’t supposed to know about— The truth about Santa Or I wasn’t supposed to do Play with matches Or people I shouldn’t have been with— No names will be…

Doors close Sometimes it feels like it’s too soon Like it’s not exactly Time to move on To move forward We force doors open Prying them open with our fingernails Pressing into them with our backs And our feet planted on the walls Anything we…

leaving the chuppah* up after the ceremony the wedding’s warmth lingers as summer begins to cool *a chuppah is the traditional open-sided canopy used as the setting for Jewish weddings

Closets are a wonder and a terror, both – for childhood A place for them to hide, or monsters – or even both? A place to explore clothes, identities, and social roles in innocent dress-ups To imagine who you might be, who your family are,…

This ending doesn’t feel the same It’s my first half marathon After only ever completing the full marathon I’m still glad I came   I knew I wouldn’t be able to complete the full one this year And I waited until the last day Before…

The Ordinary is What Was Extraordinary the pilgrimage inward is never the same as the voyage back. everything looks different and the journey seems truncated. planning to be prepared for the unexpected, itself a contradiction, is an exercise in trust, for once the gate is…

A young man stands still in the Soothsayer’s shack “It is not strength, but patience you lack” , the seer says beneath a tattered hood in a drafty cabin to the north of the wood The knight huffs and turns upon his heel but stops…

The spiders weave their mandalas between plants and trees and blades of grass. Their magic visible only when touched by the sun.

“Lover, will you please hang up my sweater?” “Of course, I will. In the bedroom or in here?” He pointed to the small closet located in the corner of the living room. I said that one would be fine. Our little visitor was listening, completely…

Hour 12 Family Closet   Keep the bad ones in the closet. Sort of a family tradition to keep the doors shut and locked. Grown-ups kept the keys in the liquor cabinet. On special nights after several cocktails, they let the feelings out. Children were…